What Happened the Last Night with the Neighbors Next Door

My name is Carla, and I still have a hard time believing what happened that summer. Lucía and I had been together for four years when we rented a house in a small coastal town, one of those developments that in July are half empty because most of the homes belong to foreigners who only come in the winter. Barely six or seven houses were occupied. The beach was just a short walk away, and it was the perfect plan to be alone.

Lucía and I are almost opposites. I’m a redhead, petite, with small breasts. She’s blonde, a head taller than me, with generous tits and an angelic face that fools anyone.

In the middle of the week, three guys showed up in the development. In that desert, any new face stood out immediately. We shared the communal pool, and they were usually there in the afternoons. They never bothered us, though every now and then they’d throw us a sideways glance.

One afternoon we got a little silly in the water, playing and touching each other until we ended up kissing in one corner of the pool. Suddenly Lucía laughed.

—The neighbors are loving the show. They can’t take their eyes off us —she whispered.

I didn’t turn around, so as not to embarrass them. It didn’t bother me either: in their place, I would have stayed and watched too.

***

On our last night we went out to dinner. We were heading back in high spirits, me already thinking about making love to Lucía as the perfect way to end the trip, when at the entrance to the development we ran into the three guys chatting with two girls younger than them, fresh out of high school. They were both pretty, especially the brunette. It was obvious the guys were trying to convince them to come up to their place, and the girls were hesitating.

We were about to walk past when one of them pointed at us.

—Look, it’s our neighbors. —The one speaking had short brown hair and a handsome face—. We were thinking of having a drink together. Want to join us?

I immediately understood the game: they wanted us as an excuse so the other two would feel safer going into a house with strangers.

—We’re actually tired, and tomorrow we’re catching a flight —I replied.

—Even more reason to celebrate. One last drink. Your place is only a minute’s walk away.

Lucía and I talked it over quietly and agreed. On the way we introduced ourselves. The brunette was called Noa; her friend, the brown-haired one, Clara. They had just finished high school. The one doing most of the talking was Diego, and the other two were Marcos, a Black guy with short hair, and Hugo, with his footballer haircut.

At the house, they gave the four of us the sofa and sat opposite us. We drank beer and chatted until a question from Noa changed the course of the night.

—So how do you two know each other? From work, from university?

From the smile on Clara’s face, it was clear that Noa was the only one who hadn’t figured us out. I explained it naturally.

—Well, aren’t you clever —Clara said, laughing.

—How was I supposed to know? It’s the first time I’ve met two lesbians —Noa defended herself.

—Are you sure about that? —Lucía jumped in, teasing—. At your age, that’s when people experiment the most. Maybe your friends are at a sleepover right now having a much more fun time than you think.

—And did you two have doubts? —Diego asked.

—We both were with men before we were together, so we have a pretty formed opinion —Lucía answered.

I was surprised she was speaking so openly about us to strangers, but she was tipsy and she meant no harm.

—And was it really that bad with them? —Clara asked.

—In my case it wasn’t unpleasant, but I didn’t feel what everyone said you were supposed to feel —I admitted—. It was like sleeping with someone you’re not attracted to as a favor. When I was finally with a woman, I understood the difference.

Everyone listened, fascinated, especially the girls. Lucía wasted no time taking advantage of it.

—So neither of you has ever been with a woman. Not even a kiss? —They both shook their heads—. Then you’re at the perfect age to try.

—As experts, you should give them a demonstration —Diego blurted out.

—I’ll give these girls whatever they want —Lucía said, mischievous, and they both laughed—. How about a kiss? No matter how badly we do it, it can’t be unpleasant, and you get the experience.

The girls whispered to each other. Lucía turned to me.

—You don’t mind, do you?

I told her no. I assumed they’d be embarrassed and refuse; and if they said yes, I didn’t mind playing with two beauties in a consensual way. It would be a good prelude for when we were alone.

—Okay —Noa said, to my astonishment—. Let’s kiss.

***

Lucía leaned in, caressed her face, and brushed her lips slowly against Noa’s until the kiss grew deep, with tongue, both bodies seeking each other like lovers. When she pulled away, Noa had a mix of surprise and desire on her face. Lucía whispered in her ear, loud enough for all of us to hear:

—If you liked that, wait until Carla kisses you.

She went to Clara with a naughty smile and left me with Noa, who looked at me expectantly. I was nervous, but all of that vanished as soon as I tasted her mouth. I lost track of time, and only came back to myself when Lucía touched my shoulder: it was Clara’s turn. I felt embarrassed for getting carried away like that, and even more when I stood up and found the three guys stunned by the show. Still, I kissed Clara with the same eagerness, though this time I was the one who stopped to go back to Lucía.

—So? Have we made you rethink anything? —Lucía asked.

—It was… interesting, definitely —Noa answered with a laugh.

—As a man, my pride is wounded —Marcos commented.

—Mine too —Diego said—. The girls should give us a chance and decide who kisses better.

—Maybe all you’ll do is make them switch sides completely —Lucía laughed.

But Noa and Clara agreed, delighted to be the center of attention. Diego went first, and you didn’t need to be an expert to see that they enjoyed it just as much, if not more, than with us. Afterward he came over to offer us the same. We both turned him down, but he insisted so much that Lucía eventually gave in to a little peck. When he tried to slip in tongue, she stopped him.

—Any verdict, ladies? —the guys asked.

—This competition wasn’t fair —Lucía said—. We handed it to you on a plate.

—Enough excuses, you have to know how to lose —they protested—. Let them speak.

—Kissing a woman was much better than I expected —Noa confessed—. We still prefer men, but I could see myself being with a woman. —The guys cheered, and I thought the night was ending there. But she went on—. Though it was incomplete for deciding once and for all. I’ve never seen another woman naked in a context like this. I wonder if I’d feel something different.

“Well, look at the little innocent one,” I thought. The alcohol and the heat had wiped away her shyness, and she was openly coming onto us, especially my girlfriend.

—Why don’t you come back to our place and we’ll show you whatever you want? —Lucía laughed.

—Why take the fun somewhere else if we’re so good here? —Hugo chimed in.

—I’ve got an idea —said Diego, the great instigator—. For every item of clothing Lucía and Carla take off, the rest of us do the same. If anyone thinks a line’s been crossed, we stop. Sound good?

Lucía asked me in a low voice. I did want to keep playing with the girls, although I was worried the three guys might get carried away. She convinced me: they didn’t seem like bad guys, and they’d be idiots to ruin what they already had with Noa and Clara.

***

We started with the easy part, taking off our shoes. Lucía took off her T-shirt brazenly and I copied her. When Noa and Clara undressed, I got turned on again: Noa was wearing an almost transparent sky-blue bra that I was dying to see fall away. Then the pants. I felt embarrassed to notice I was wet, until I saw the girls were the same. And then they pulled their pants down and three erections appeared, straining against the fabric. I hadn’t seen a dick up close in years, and their presence awakened a curiosity I hadn’t expected.

Lucía started unfastening her bra. I expected her to set the limit, but she didn’t seem ready to stop. I was embarrassed to show my small breasts next to hers, until I saw the three guys looking at me with the same desire. When Noa and Clara also bared their bodies, I had to hold myself back from dropping my jaw.

—Men don’t wear bras —Diego excused himself—. If you want us to take off the last thing, you have to go first.

—What a cheek —Lucía replied, and slipped off her panties, standing naked in front of everyone.

I followed her, though I immediately closed my legs because showing that part of me didn’t make me feel comfortable. The girls no longer copied us blindly, and that gave Lucía the excuse she’d been looking for all night.

—What’s wrong, having doubts? —she said to Noa, approaching her naked.

—It’s just…

—Let me help you.

Lucía knelt between her legs and slid her hand into Noa’s panties. Noa froze, but said nothing. My girlfriend was fingering another woman in front of me, without asking me, and still the heat beat out my anger. She lowered Noa’s panties with her lips, tracing her neck, her breasts, her stomach. When I looked again, the three guys had already stripped completely and were standing there watching, their cocks on display.

Noa leaned back on the sofa, offering herself, and Lucía started eating her out as if no one else existed. I didn’t know how to react: it was my first orgy, improvised by my girlfriend and with three men in the mix.

The one who had no reservations was Diego. Without asking permission, he crouched behind Lucía and buried his face between her legs. She turned, surprised, hesitated for a second, and went back to focusing on Noa. I couldn’t believe it: my girlfriend at the center of an oral-sex train, licking one woman’s cunt while a stranger did the same to her.

That opened the floodgates. Hugo went after Clara, and Marcos came over to me. He sat beside me and started kissing my neck. For a moment I wanted to cry; I didn’t want to be with a man and I hated Lucía for putting me in this. But I was too turned on, and his kisses didn’t feel bad. When he grabbed my nipples, my hand went of its own accord to his cock, thicker than the boys I’d been with as a teenager. We ended up making out with tongue while we jerked each other off.

When I turned my head I saw Diego positioning himself behind Lucía and sliding into her. I looked at her face, expecting rejection, and saw only pleasure. I don’t think even she recognized herself, but she wanted to be fucked. Clara’s moans reminded me that Hugo had her against the floor. Everyone had gotten what they wanted, except one.

—I need to fuck you —Marcos told me, almost pleading.

I wasn’t entirely convinced, but I was already too far in to back out. I told him yes. He laid me on the sofa and, without giving me time to ask for a condom, spread my legs and guided his cock to my entrance. I was afraid it would hurt, but it was pleasure from the very first moment. Even so, I wasn’t attracted to him: he was like a toy doing its job, and I needed to fantasize to enjoy it. That’s why I watched Lucía, who was getting the full treatment. Noa, already satisfied, had sat facing her to kiss her and grab her breasts while Diego kept pounding into her from behind. I knew my girl well enough: she was about to explode. I wasn’t surprised to see her come and melt into Noa in an embrace. Diego didn’t last much longer; he pulled out of her and ejaculated across her back. That image, Lucía serene over Noa with her back covered in white, was what finally drove me wild and made me come while Marcos didn’t stop.

I felt him clutch me, his thrusts changing, and I asked him not to come inside me. He listened and finished over my stomach. It was the first time I’d found myself covered in semen, and the strangest part was that I didn’t hate it.

***

For a while, only breathing could be heard. I met Lucía’s eyes and saw she was embarrassed. The four of us, except Noa, were covered in semen, so we went to the kitchen to clean ourselves with paper towels while they stood there proudly showing off.

—In the end, you’re the ones who got to taste the difference best —Noa teased, helping Lucía with her back—. How was being with a man again?

—Better than I remembered —she admitted—, but what really turned me on was having you in front of me.

We got dressed amid the boys’ joking protests and said our goodbyes. On the way home, Lucía spoke to me:

—Carla, I’m sorry. I put you in an uncomfortable situation.

—I got pissed off a couple of times, yes —I admitted—. But in the end I had fun. That said, next time you get a crush on a girl fresh out of high school, just cheat on me and that’s that. No need to stage an orgy every time.

—Okay, okay, I’ll keep that in mind. And what did you think? Because I saw you come.

—It was because of the context —I said—. I got turned on kissing those girls and seeing you with them. Though if my high school boyfriends had fucked like that, maybe it would have taken me a little longer to come out.

We went in laughing and threw ourselves onto the sofa to kiss. Lucía was mine again. I was already worked up when someone knocked on the door. I feared it was a neighbor complaining about the noise. We opened it and there was Diego, shirtless, in shorts.

—Did something happen? —Lucía asked.

—No, nothing. It’s just that since you left, things got a little unbalanced. I thought maybe you’d like some company.

My first impulse was to wonder how anyone could be so full of himself. But after the surprise, I thought, “Why not?” It was an experience that might not come again, and I had enjoyed the sex earlier more than I admitted.

—I think if two can fit, three can too —I told Lucía—. What do you think?

She was surprised that I was the one taking the lead now, but she smiled and agreed. We let him in and started kissing while we looked at him out of the corner of our eyes to tease him. Then I kissed him, stroking his chest, and Lucía slipped her hand into his pants.

—Will you have enough energy for both of us? —she teased.

—Of course.

We went upstairs to the bedroom. Lucía threw me onto the bed and we groped each other while he got naked and waited for permission. We made him suffer a little until he couldn’t take it anymore and climbed into bed, moving from mouth to hands from one of us to the other. When he started fingering me, I pulled my panties down, and with his other hand he did the same to Lucía. The two of us were smiling at each other while he masturbated us both at once.

—Easy, champ. Lie down, you’ve earned it —Lucía told him.

Diego obeyed. Lucía got on all fours and started sucking him slowly. The idea had always seemed filthy to me, but she made it look like the hottest thing in the world, and my mouth watered. Incredibly, I wanted to try it too. It was my first time with a man like that. I started with the head, like a piece of candy, copying what I had seen her do. I must have done it well, because every now and then Diego let out a “fuck.” Lucía joined in on the other side, and we licked him in stereo until we were kissing with his head between the two of us.

—You’re going to kill me —he said, on the edge.

—And he said he could handle both of us —Lucía laughed—. He’s going to come without even having put it in us yet.

—Let’s let him rest —I replied, and pulled her toward me—. I’ve spent the whole night sharing you. Now I want you all to myself.

We kissed, I got on top, and we started rubbing against each other. But seeing Diego’s cock again distracted us, and Lucía ended up giving in.

—Sorry, Carla, I need him to fuck me.

I nodded. She lay him on his back and sat on top, riding him. I positioned myself over his stomach, face to face with Lucía, kissing her while she moved. It didn’t take long for her to come, clinging to me.

—That was amazing —she panted. Then she turned to him—. I hope you’ve got some strength left, because now it’s my girl’s turn.

—You want the same position? —Diego asked me.

—No. I want you to fuck me from behind.

Lucía was surprised. Before getting into position, I grabbed her and laid her on the bed so I could position myself on top of her.

—Do you want to imagine it’s me fucking you? —she asked.

—Something like that —I said, and started kissing her, just as he entered me from behind.

In front of me, the face of the love of my life kissing me and giving me back the pleasure I had given her earlier. I was so turned on I had one of the best orgasms of my life. Diego kept going without mercy until he unloaded inside me. I couldn’t believe the bastard had come without protection, but the sensation felt strangely good.

The three of us were left completely spent. Diego apologized, and I brushed it off, though I warned him not to do that to anyone else. He hinted at staying the night, but we told him he’d already had more than enough and sent him back to his friends.

The next day we caught our flight, exhausted and, luckily, without any further scares. Lucía and I haven’t been with a man since; we still satisfy each other perfectly. Though if the occasion comes up again, who knows.