The Liberal Club Where My Girl Let Herself Go Completely
Sofía and I lived sex with very few rules. The only thing we never negotiated was always going hand in hand, with no secrets, whatever experience came our way. And quite a few had come our way, almost always with other people involved. What we had never done, even though we’d talked about it a hundred times in laughter and in whispers before falling asleep, was step into one of those places.
It happened almost by chance. One morning in May, when we both had the day off, a girl who had written to us weeks earlier through one of those websites sent us a message. Her name was Carla, and she turned out to be charming, nothing like most of the profiles that only want photos. She told us that that same afternoon she and her partner were going to a liberal spa on the outskirts of Valencia, in case we felt like joining them.
We looked at each other. There wasn’t much to discuss.
—Shall we go? —Sofía asked, biting her lip the way she does when she’s already made up her mind.
—Let’s go —I answered, and felt my stomach tighten with nerves and lust in equal measure.
***
By early afternoon we were walking through the door with them. Carla and her guy, Diego, behaved like true hosts. They gave us a tour of all the rooms and, as we walked among white towels and dim lights, they explained the basic rules: nothing is done without permission, a look is enough to say no, respect comes first, above the heat of the moment.
By the pool we spent a while chatting, the four of us naked already, getting used to the atmosphere. The warm water, the steam, the feeling that anything could happen. Soon Sofía found my hand and, without saying a word, the two of us went off alone to the more intimate area, where the air was thicker and a couple of pairs were already in full swing on the divans.
We sat on a wide upholstered bench and I started touching her. Slowly at first, running my hands over her back, thighs, and nape. Then more intensely, until I sat her on the edge, spread her legs, and went down to lick her pussy with patience. She answered immediately. Her moans, which I knew by heart, sounded different there, exposed, and drew the attention of the couples around us, who at first only watched and touched each other without coming closer.
We changed positions. I leaned back against the wall and Sofía bent down to suck my cock, offering her back and ass to the rest of the room. From where I was I could see everything: how the others were getting hotter, how the men were getting harder and harder erections, how the mood thickened by the minute.
One of the guys moved a little closer. He started stroking Sofía’s back while looking at me, asking for my approval without words. I looked at him without saying anything, but it was clear I didn’t mind. And that was how it went: his hands moved to her shoulders, her arms, and he pressed his body against hers. That lit Sofía up. Knowing she was being desired by another man while she was sucking me off drove her wild; I could tell by the way she picked up the pace.
She turned her head, stood up, and pressed herself against him. She encouraged him to run his hands over her whole body, and her own hands did the same to his. The guy, who was well built, was already telling her in her ear how hot she was and how badly he wanted her, in a voice loud enough for all of us to hear. That heated the room up even more.
It didn’t take long before Sofía knelt down to massage his cock and, soon after, to suck him off. His arousal was contagious, and besides, he had a sizeable cock. She sat there, him standing, gently holding her head, fucking her mouth while he kept whispering filthy things that, without being disgusting, would have turned on anyone nearby.
***
By then I’d been occupied with that guy’s partner. A slightly plump girl with enormous tits, who honestly did nothing for me. It wasn’t her body: it was that she seemed absent, as if she were only there on loan. All the fever he showed, she lacked. I tried anyway, with caresses, licks, and hands everywhere, but her moans were so timid they disappeared into the little orgy that was building itself around us. She only seemed to wake up a little when she grabbed my cock and jerked me off slowly, muttering something under her breath that I never even made out.
Beside me, Sofía was getting fucked with gusto. First from behind, while he massaged her ass and pulled her hips toward him to sink deeper in. Then he was seated and she was on top, riding him. And finally from behind again, like a hurricane, groping her all over, slipping a finger into her ass every now and then and never stopping talking to her. She was out of her mind, enjoying herself like few times I’d seen her, and on top of that other hands were touching her at the same time. So much that I struggled to get my own hands in to touch her.
Things kept building until he sped up his thrusts. I heard him saying broken-off things:
—You’re fucking gorgeous!
—Mmmm, what a ass you’ve got.
—You’re so damn delicious!
And then, directly to her:
—Cum for me!
He finished in spasms, pulling on Sofía’s hips as hard as he could, staying still for a few seconds while he kissed her neck and back. She was trembling, eyes closed.
***
I was already with another girl right beside us. She was very hot but too surgically altered for my taste: huge, rock-hard tits that almost made you hesitate to touch them for fear they might burst, and a magazine figure. Her guy, with a rather small cock, watched us with one eye while with the other he looked at Sofía getting fucked and jerked off to the scene.
When Sofía saw us, she came over. She crouched down and invited the other girl to give me a blowjob together, both of them on their knees while I sat there. It was spectacular, almost epic, because while two mouths took turns on my cock, I was groping a third woman’s huge tits as she, pressed against me, rode her partner and moaned like a madwoman. The whole tableau was insane.
That must have been what the surgically altered girl’s boyfriend thought, because as soon as he could he wrapped his arms around Sofía, convinced it was his turn. He looked at her asking permission, she played along, and he fucked her from behind. Sofía enjoyed that much less, and it showed. The difference in attitude and cock compared with the previous guy was night and day, and she, who goes wild for energy and hard, thick cocks, had it written all over her face. He, on the other hand, was completely unleashed, determined to flatten himself on top of her to fuck her that way.
I couldn’t find our condoms, so I asked the girl I was with if she had one. She nodded, took one out, and put it on me as best she could, because it was ridiculously small on me. I told her so and she let out a little laugh.
—Please don’t hurt me too much.
We kept laughing while she sat on top of me and slowly slid my cock inside herself, because it fit pretty tightly. Her moans began to speed up, and with them the riding and the excitement of the couple fucking beside us. But the condom squeezed me so much that I stopped being comfortable, and I told her so.
***
It happened just as the surgically altered girl’s boyfriend got his way and took Sofía to one of the beds in the adjoining room to lay her down and fuck her however he wanted. We all followed them, like a heated procession. There I laid the girl I was with down and went to lick her pussy, completely shaved —something I’m not crazy about, I actually prefer there to be hair— while running my hands over her body. That turned her on much more than the fuck before, and soon after she came, grabbing my head and pressing me against her.
Almost at the same time her guy came too, working hard and driving in with strong thrusts into Sofía, who grabbed his ass and pushed him toward her to wring him out completely.
And, almost as quickly as it had started, the party fell apart. One by one, everyone went off to catch their breath.
***
Sofía and I went back to the pool to relax on our own. We floated there for a while in silence, our legs tangled together, looking at each other as if we’d just shared some enormous secret. From there we moved again to the private area, turning down with a smile a couple of pairs who offered to join us. We wanted that part for ourselves.
We lay down on a free bed and fucked slowly, with no audience, rediscovering each other. I kissed every inch of her, she dug her nails into my back the way she does when she truly likes it, and we both came feeling good, almost at the same time. Afterward we stayed wrapped in each other’s arms, sweaty, laughing under our breath at what we had just lived through.
We showered and left the place with that strange calm that a good fuck leaves behind. In a nearby bar we ordered two coffees and talked about the afternoon. We both agreed it had been a satisfying experience, unlike anything before, and that we would very likely do it again. We weren’t wrong: over time we became regulars at places like that. After all, we had belonged to the liberal philosophy for a long time already.