What Happens at the Country House Once a Year

This time, I was the one who got the day started. My name is Mara, and once a year my husband and I disappear from the world in a country house lost among vineyards, with a group of friends we’ve known for far too long to keep secrets from one another.

I woke up early, with the light filtering through the curtains. Damián was still fast asleep beside me, sprawled out and oblivious to everything, so I got up carefully and went to the bathroom without making a sound.

When I came out, he hadn’t moved an inch. I knew I wouldn’t get back to sleep, so I decided to go downstairs and eat something—more like a late lunch, considering the time—and then lie in the sun for a while in the garden.

As I went down the stairs, I heard voices and laughter coming from the kitchen. I headed that way.

When I peered in, I found Bruno, Sofía, Vera, and Tobías sitting around the table, picking at the food Sofía had brought from the village while she told them how she’d spent the night. They were all naked, as we usually were around the house during those days, with no more modesty than could fit into a smile.

I was watching them from the bottom step when, without realizing it, a pair of hands grabbed my hips and a pair of warm breasts pressed against my back. The hands slowly moved up until they covered mine.

Startled, I turned around. It was Nadia, who was also coming down to the kitchen.

“You idiot! You scared me,” I protested, though I was already smiling.

“Hahaha, I can see that,” she replied, biting her lip.

Knowing that we were both naked, just like everyone else, and that Nadia’s body had fascinated me from the very first day, was enough to send a warm current between my legs. She had perfect, firm breasts, with two dark, hard nipples, a narrow waist, and a round ass that cried out to be bitten.

We went in together, laughing, and greeted the others, handing out kisses left and right. As I passed Bruno, I couldn’t resist sliding a caress between his legs.

Tobías watched us with shining eyes. Beside him, Vera had one hand hidden under the table while she listened to Sofía recount the adventures of the early hours of the morning.

“I lost count,” Sofía said, “but there were definitely more than ten, and that’s not even counting Aldo and Hugo.”

“Selene must be wrecked, then,” Vera commented with a laugh.

“Out like a light. Thank goodness we only do this once a year.”

While Nadia and I fixed ourselves something for breakfast, Bruno came up behind us, slipped between us, and grabbed one ass cheek each.

“And what do my girls say?” he asked in that hoarse voice of someone who’d just woken up horny.

I lowered my gaze. He was already completely erect.

“That you let us have breakfast first,” I told him, “and then we’ll see what we want to do with that thing down there.”

Nadia looked toward the same spot and burst out laughing.

“Jesus, man, this early? You’ll have to wait a little.”

Vera got up from the table and walked over to us at an unhurried pace.

“If you want, I’ll take care of it. Don’t worry,” she said.

Bruno looked at her with his eyes wide, but he didn’t refuse, and that was enough for Vera to reach out and take hold of him firmly.

“Mmm. I see he’s already ready to go. Will you let me?” she purred.

Bruno didn’t answer. He only glanced at his wife.

“All yours,” Nadia allowed. “But don’t touch his ass.”

Vera laughed.

“What a shame!”

We sat down to breakfast while she pulled Bruno toward the garden. From the table, we could see perfectly how she led him to one of the loungers and laid him down, positioning herself between his legs. It didn’t take her a second to bend down and start licking him.

“Looks like he finally succumbed to Vera’s charms,” I commented.

“Not completely,” Nadia replied, spreading something on a piece of toast. “But he will.”

“He’ll last as long as Vera wants him to,” Tobías pointed out. “When she gets something into her head, she gets it.”

We kept eating at our leisure, glancing over to watch Vera devour Bruno while stroking his chest with her free hand.

“With your permission, I’m going to wake your husband,” Sofía said, looking at me.

“Give me a minute to finish and I’ll come with you,” Nadia offered. “That way we can wish him good morning together.”

When they had finished, the two of them went upstairs to wake Damián, and I stayed behind to tidy up the kitchen.

***

I was fully aware of the way Tobías looked at me every time I bent down to put something in the dishwasher. Why deny it? I was shamelessly putting myself on display in front of him, arching my back more than necessary.

I had my back to him when I sensed him approaching. His hands wrapped around my waist, and I felt his erection slip between my buttocks.

I pushed my ass backward, seeking it out, and made it slide between my thighs until it brushed the lips of my sex, which was already wet.

His hands slowly moved up, caressing my stomach, until they covered my breasts. He pinched my nipples, hard as rocks, with a gentleness that made me close my eyes.

I felt his breath on my neck and, afterward, his tongue tracing the rim of my ear.

“Mmm… Damián told you that,” I murmured.

Tobías said nothing. He kept pinching my nipples while licking my earlobe and rocking his hips as if he were already inside me.

I could feel his hard cock between my legs, growing wet with my own desire. I turned, seeking his mouth, and he lifted me effortlessly and sat me on the edge of the counter.

While we kissed, I took him in one hand and began stroking him slowly, guiding him toward my entrance. But he had other plans.

He pulled his mouth away from mine and moved downward: first to my breasts, where he lingered, licking and nibbling until he made me arch my back; then lower still, until he knelt in front of me.

Every time his tongue passed over my nipples, I felt little shocks. When he reached my sex, he parted my lips with the tip of his tongue, taking his time, before plunging it inside and seeking out my clitoris.

As soon as he circled it, my first orgasm shook me. He didn’t pull away. He kept playing with his tongue while I writhed and tried to close my legs around him, without managing it.

When he finally stood up, he positioned himself between my thighs and ran the tip over my sex without entering, teasing me. I reached out, took hold of him, and guided him to my entrance myself.

Little by little, he filled me, all the way to the hilt, and began to move while I wrapped my legs around his waist.

I felt him sliding inside me, felt him clutching my breasts with both hands as he picked up the pace. I matched every thrust, digging my heels into his buttocks to feel him deeper.

My sex contracted with every stroke. He muffled my moans with his mouth without stopping his movements. I don’t know how long we stayed like that, but when I came again, I made him stop.

I knelt in front of him and took him into my mouth. He tasted both sweet and salty, the flavor of the two of us mingled together, and I delighted in running my tongue over his glans before wrapping my lips around him.

With one hand I caressed his testicles while sliding my tongue along his entire length, again and again. I felt his body tense; he was about to come.

Far from pulling away, I moved my tongue faster against his glans until he emptied himself completely into my mouth. It was so intense that it spilled from the corner of my mouth while I kept licking, cleaning him off.

I rose to his mouth and kissed him so he could taste himself. Then I pushed him toward a chair, made him sit down, and settled onto his lap.

He was still hard. Without giving him a moment’s respite, I dropped down onto him, impaling myself on him to the hilt, and began riding him. Tobías licked my breasts and squeezed my ass, helping me with the rocking motion, until he suddenly stood up, pulled out of me, and, taking me by the hand, led me to the garden.

***

Out there, the sun was beating down hard. I saw Vera riding Bruno, who was still lying on the lounger, rocking with every movement of her hips.

We went over to them. I knelt in front of her, took hold of her with one hand, and brought my mouth to her, beginning to lick her while she kept riding Bruno.

Tobías positioned himself behind me, spread my buttocks, and guided his cock to my sex, entering me again and pumping hard.

He gripped my hips tightly, drilling into me without pause, while I kept attending to Vera and she rode Bruno. We were a chain of sweaty bodies beneath the sun, each one giving pleasure to the person in front.

Tobías didn’t last long. He pulled out of me and came across my back, leaving a hot trail that the air quickly cooled.

I didn’t stay still. I rose, turned my back to Vera, and sat down on her, joining her in the ride while she held my breasts from behind.

Bruno was the next to give in, emptying himself inside Vera. But we didn’t stop: we continued until I felt her finish inside me and, almost at once, I came too, with a cry that vanished among the vineyards.

The four of us lay sprawled on the grass, catching our breath for quite a while. I was sore from all the exertion, and it took me a while to feel my legs again.

Tobías had lain down beside me, his head resting on my stomach. Vera curled up against Bruno, both of them with their eyes closed.

After a while I got up, stepped beneath the outdoor shower in the garden, and then slipped into the cool pool water to refresh my exhausted body. I left the three of them there, melted beneath the sun.

That was when I remembered that Sofía and Nadia had gone upstairs to wake Damián. I looked toward the windows on the upper floor, but I couldn’t see anything, so I remained floating on my back, letting the water bring me back to life.

There’s no sweeter way to start the day than this, I thought, knowing that the whole house would keep burning until nightfall.