What Happened on the Hotel Terrace with Three Siblings

Hello again, readers. I’m Carla, and my husband Diego and I want to tell you what happened to us on the last weekend of summer. Some time ago, we made a complete change in our life as a couple and started opening ourselves up to new experiences. One of the ones we enjoy most is being watched: watching each other, or having others watch us while we touch ourselves. Writing these things also turns us on, so here goes.

We had booked a couple of nights in a hotel on the Mediterranean coast. That afternoon Diego went out for a walk and I stayed on the terrace with the laptop, revisiting a previous story. I was wearing only a gauzy sarong, tied with a ribbon, because it was still hot. As I reread it, I remembered things, and the memory heated me up just as much as the sun.

I loosened the sarong’s ribbon and let the fabric fall open. My hands began to roam over my skin almost on their own. I caressed my breasts, played with my nipples, and drifted down over my belly. I’m completely shaved down there, and I like touching myself slowly, without rushing. I pulled the chair a little away from the table, stretched my legs out, and spread them. I brought a finger to my mouth, moistened it, and went back to stroking myself, parting my lips, feeling how everything grew damp in the afternoon heat.

I had the feeling someone was watching me. At first I didn’t pay it any mind, but I turned my head discreetly and understood why: the building was terraced, and the open part of our terrace was visible from the floor above. There were two guys up there staring at me without blinking. You know I love situations like that, so I smiled, didn’t stop, and decided to raise the stakes. I turned the armchair a little so they could see me better, spread my legs wider, and let them watch my hand move over my open sex.

Now it’s my turn, Diego. When I came back to the room, I found Carla sunbathing on the terrace, naked, caressing herself. If I hadn’t known her, I’d have thought she was just relaxing and enjoying her body, but from the intent way she was doing it I knew something was going on. I took my clothes off, went out, lay down beside her, and kissed her.

“I’ve got an audience up above,” she whispered to me.

I looked up and didn’t see anyone. I told her so.

“Shh, they’ll be back, I’m sure. Make the most of it.”

My hand slid over her breasts, went down, and found her sex. She was soaked.

“You’re hot, you love showing off,” I told her in her ear as I explored her with a finger.

She sighed and pointed upward with only her eyes. I lifted my head and saw two smiling faces.

“Hello, neighbors, how’s it going?” I said.

They looked at me, bewildered, and one of them stammered that they were fine, they were looking at the sea. I burst out laughing.

“The sea and something else, I suppose. If you want, come down and we’ll have a drink.”

The look on their faces was priceless. They said they were with their sister, and maybe they’d be bothering us.

“She can come down too, no problem. We’ll treat you to a drink.”

They looked at each other and answered that they’d come down now.

***

I looked at Carla and she smiled at me with that mischievous expression that says everything. She said she was going to get something ready. While she set up the little terrace table, I put on my swim trunks; no need to go overboard right away. A few minutes later there was a knock at the door. It was two Brazilian guys, both over six feet and very well built, and a stunning girl, tall, with a body that took your breath away. They were all around their early twenties. They introduced themselves: Larissa, Caio, and Vinícius, three siblings from São Paulo who were vacationing in Spain after spending a season dancing with a company in Lisbon.

We talked for a while about everything. Carla was still wearing her sarong and nothing underneath, and when she served the beers she let the fabric fall open naturally, putting herself on display. Our three guests didn’t miss a thing. At one point the conversation turned to topless sunbathing on Spanish beaches, and we said we also used nudist beaches. Carla addressed Larissa.

“We’re much fairer-skinned, and I hate ending up with tan lines. With that beautiful color of yours, you don’t get them. Look at me, I sunbathe with nothing on and I still get them.”

And she opened the sarong all the way, showing her body to the three of them, who were left spellbound. Larissa was the first to react.

“You’ve got a beautiful body too, and from what my brothers have told me, you like taking care of it and touching yourself.”

Carla finished opening the sarong, showed her shaved pubis, and caressed her breasts.

“Of course I like touching myself, and being touched. The body is there to be enjoyed, and for others to enjoy.”

The ice had been broken completely.

Now it’s my turn again, Carla. Larissa asked if she could touch me and I told her to touch whatever she wanted, taking off my sarong and ending up naked in front of the four of them. Her hands, a little hesitantly, brushed my waist. I took them and brought them to my breasts, pressed them against my nipples, and then guided them down toward the start of my pubis. The tension was at its peak; anything could happen. I brought my face very slowly toward hers, almost in slow motion, until our lips met.

She stayed still, and my mouth took care of the rest. I slipped my tongue in while my hands moved under her T-shirt and caressed her buttocks, barely covered by a white thong. I pulled off her T-shirt and her young, tanned body appeared, her defined waist, her perky ass. I turned her toward the others so they could see her from the front, caressed her breasts, and ran my tongue over her neck. Her eyes were closed; I heard her sigh. I slid one hand to the edge of her thong, slipped my fingers inside, and caressed her sex. I turned her again, pulled her against me, tugged the thong all the way down, and traced the entire cleft of her ass with one finger.

“What if we go inside? We’ll be more comfortable,” I said.

***

I led her by the hand to the bed and eased her down slowly. I knelt between her legs and kissed her again. My tongue traveled down her neck, I licked her breasts, and kept going until I reached her sex. I spread her legs and worked her from top to bottom with my tongue. Larissa tensed and sighed. Meanwhile, on the other side of the bed, her brothers and my husband had already taken off their clothes and were touching themselves while watching us. And I can assure you the two brothers were more than well endowed.

I’m back now, Diego. I turned toward Caio and Vinícius, both looking dazed, unable to take their eyes off the two women.

“Guys, I think your sister and my wife like each other. Had you ever seen her like this before?”

“No, not really,” Caio answered. “At most topless on the beach.”

“Though more than once I’ve thought about her,” Vinícius blurted out, half-joking.

“Then I think it’s time to join them and let ourselves go,” I said, taking off my trunks.

They didn’t take long to copy me. We went in. Carla was on top of Larissa, kissing her and sliding downward until she reached her sex. She opened her legs and licked her slowly while her fingers went in little by little. The position my wife was in let us see her ass in the foreground. The three of us were masturbating as we watched them; there’s nothing more arousing than seeing two women touch each other. Carla looked at me and gave me a sign with her eyes. I already knew what she wanted.

“Come on, get close to my wife, you can touch her,” I told them.

The brothers came up behind her, ran their hands over her buttocks, and, almost daringly, sought out her sex. She, without stopping licking Larissa, reached her hands out and took hold of both cocks. I moved closer to Larissa, kissed her breasts, and went up to her mouth. She stuck out her tongue looking for mine, kissed me, and I felt her hand on my thigh, sliding up until it closed around my sex. When I straightened up, I saw Vinícius crouched behind Carla, his tongue in her ass and a finger inside. Caio had come around to the other side and was kissing his sister hungrily while running both hands over her body.

I heard Carla moan. Vinícius had stopped licking her, dropped to his knees, and driven his cock into her. I could see him coming all the way in and out.

***

I’m Carla again. While I was licking Larissa, one of her brothers was penetrating me, first with his fingers and then with his cock. I was soaked through. I lifted my ass and he reacted instantly, rubbing himself against my entrance before pushing all the way in. His thickness made me feel every centimeter. I turned to see which one it was: Vinícius. He started off slow and then picked up speed, until he was pulling almost all the way out and slamming back in again and again. He was driving me wild.

I looked ahead. Larissa was in the center of the bed, on all fours, with Diego penetrating her while he gave her other brother a blow job. I heard my husband taunt them in that rough voice of his and Larissa answer between gasps that she loved it. Caio confessed how much he had dreamed of this. Between the scene and Vinícius’s cock I couldn’t take any more: I came noisily, feeling hot liquid flooding inside me. My hand found my clit and I rubbed it to stretch the orgasm as long as possible.

Diego came out of Larissa, pushed the boy aside, and shoved his cock into my soaked sex. He loves doing it right after. He drove hard, squeezed my breasts, and kissed me like a savage until he came too. We lay there for a moment. When we looked, Caio had replaced my husband and was penetrating Larissa, while Vinícius was under his sister licking her and she was sucking his cock. The image was enough to make you lose your mind.

I sat up, moved them all aside, and went back for Larissa’s sex. I ate it literally; I love that smell, that taste. She lifted her hips toward my face and my tongue sank into her. Then I felt fingers in my sex, which then went up to wet the other hole. It was Caio, who repeated the move until he directed his cock toward my ass. He went in without too much difficulty, thick, deep.

“Harder,” I asked him, and he obeyed.

I don’t know how he did it, but his movements took me straight to ecstasy.

It’s my turn again, Diego. Vinícius couldn’t hold out and took over Carla’s other side; Caio was already in her ass, so I stayed there watching, touching myself, until my cock was hard again. Meanwhile, I went looking for Larissa, who was riding Vinícius with his cock inside her. I laid her over her brother so her ass would be available, moistened it well with my tongue, and started opening her with my fingers.

“I’ve never done it there,” she said uncertainly.

I went slowly, wetting her, adding one finger, until she herself started pushing back. I brought my cock to her entrance, pressed, and part of it went in. I could feel her brother’s through the thin inner skin. I worked it in and out, keeping time with Vinícius: one came out and the other went in. Larissa moaned nonstop, beside herself, begging for more between curses. Neither of us was going to last much longer. I came first, and almost immediately Vinícius and she did at the same time. The three of us ended up piled together, sweaty, exhausted.

I’m Carla again. After my orgasm with Caio, the two of us kept watching the double penetration they were giving Larissa: spectacular, hot, until they were all left collapsed on top of one another. I waited a few minutes, but I wanted to end with something strong. I got down on my knees over her and bent down to her sex. I ran my tongue over her, lifted her legs, and attended to both holes with my hands. We cleaned each other off, kissed, sharing the taste, and I slid my fingers into her until she came again, trembling.

I couldn’t believe it: a cock was looking for a way back into me. The three of them had already come a couple of times, but there was Caio, blessed youth, drilling my sex, grabbing my breasts. His brother didn’t stay still either: he shoved his cock into Larissa’s mouth, and she sucked it while masturbating him at the same time. Suddenly, Caio pulled out of my sex and buried himself in my ass without any hesitation, growled like a bull, and unloaded into me everything he had left. I had another brutal orgasm, one of those that are hard to believe.

***

I’m Diego, and it was all over. Nobody could take any more. The smell of sex filled everything, and the five of us were spread out between the bed and the armchairs after one of the most savage sessions I can remember. The pity was that it happened on their last day there; it could have been an unforgettable vacation. Even so, we exchanged phone numbers. Who knows whether we’ll meet again.

That same night, late, we got a call from an old friend, Lars, the owner of the club we once went to on one of Carla’s whims. But what happened there we’ll tell you another time. In the meantime, we hope you enjoyed this one, and we’d love it if you left us your comments: you know that turns us on and gives us wings to keep looking for adventures.