What My Wife Was Looking for in That Couples’ Spa

Like every time we went away on a long trip, I woke up before time. By six in the morning I was already in the kitchen with a coffee, checking work emails. At seven, the time we had agreed to get up, I left the mug in the sink and went back to the bedroom.

I opened the door slowly. In the pitch dark I slipped under the sheets until I was at Lorena’s feet. I gently spread her legs and, with little bites on the inner thighs, I woke her up. A hand settled on my head and a husky sleepy voice murmured.

—How I like it when you say good morning to me like this.

I kept playing. It didn’t take long for her first orgasm to arrive, and then I added two fingers to the equation, searching for that internal spot while my tongue kept at it on the outside. I could feel her tightening around me, the involuntary spasms, the way her hand pushed to bury me even deeper between her legs. She strung several together like that, one after another, until I got up and went into the shower.

I was soaping myself up when she slid the shower door open and came in with me. She soaped me all over, lingering longer than necessary, and then knelt down and took me in her mouth when I was still only half-hard. That one gesture was enough to make me hard as an iron bar.

—Let me stop. I want to save it for this afternoon —I told her, looking her in the eyes.

—All right —she answered sadly, letting go of me slowly.

At half past eight we were heading for the capital, for the adventure we had been planning for weeks.

***

We stopped halfway there for breakfast. As soon as I parked the car, her left hand settled on my crotch and brought on an erection that bulged through my trousers in an exaggerated way.

—I want you to go in like that, hard and with that bulge.

—Everyone’s going to be staring at me.

—That’s exactly what I want. Let them drool over you. We’re going to play at provoking people.

We went into the restaurant like that, me in front with the erection that refused to go down and her behind me, amused. She told me to order, that she was going to the bathroom for a minute. I ordered two coffees at the counter and sat down to wait for her.

When I saw her appear, my heart almost stopped. She had taken off her jacket. The dress she wore underneath barely covered her breasts, without a bra, with such a low neckline it looked like it was about to spill over. She sat down opposite me and placed her panties on the table, just like that. I gathered them in my fist, brought them to my nose, and inhaled her most intimate scent.

—Delicious. Now it’s my turn —I told her.

I went into the bathroom with only one idea: to turn the tables on her. I took off my briefs, tucked them in my pocket, and back at the table I tossed them beside her coffee.

—This is for you.

—Thanks. But you missed the way the waiter was staring at my chest when he brought the coffees.

—Dressed like that, everyone’s going to look at you. Now I’m just as loose.

I hadn’t finished the sentence when I felt her foot sliding up my crotch. The friction and the hot talk did the rest. When I stood up to pay, my member was shifting from side to side under the thin fabric of my trousers. I turned my head from the register and found her staring fixedly at the bulge, with a lustful smile that was priceless. A couple coming in stopped to watch us. We both laughed, got in the car, shared a long kiss, and I started the engine.

***

An hour and a half later we were parking in the hotel’s underground garage. We checked in, left the bags, and went down for another coffee to plan the afternoon. At reception they recommended an old market converted into a gallery of tapas stalls. We had vermouth, snacked on a few things, and by three we were back, ready to take a nap.

As soon as we fell onto the bed, Lorena pounced on top of me, biting my neck while holding me tightly.

—I’m going to fuck you —she said in a threatening tone.

—Then let’s go —I challenged her.

She put one hand on my chest and with the other she squeezed me until that sweet pain ripped out of me and got me fully fired up. My hands flew to her breasts.

—Hands still. You’re mine and you don’t have the right to anything —she ordered, leaving no room for argument.

I lowered them to my sides. She climbed on top and, in one motion, impaled herself. She was wet, slippery, she’d been thinking about what was coming for a while and her body was begging for it. She rose just enough to leave only the tip showing and dropped down hard, over and over, speeding up, trying to come. Less than five minutes had passed when I felt her close around me and convulse with a muffled cry.

Then she came out, turned around, and offered me an ass that rose and fell while she watched me go in and out of her. I brought my thumb between her buttocks, trying to play with her back entrance, and that triggered another immediate orgasm. When she noticed I was close, instead of stopping, she brought a finger toward me. My glutes tightened in a reflex.

—Relax. Open your legs.

I did as she asked. She moistened the finger with saliva and slowly slid it in, circling to stretch me while she kept moving, fully impaled. A second finger joined the first, pressing inward until it found that spot that made me explode instantly. I came so hard that part of the semen escaped between her lips and ran down the shaft. She, feeling it, clung tighter to me and trembled with her own orgasm.

—What a load. You filled me up completely.

—I wanted to mark you. So that anyone who comes near you today can smell that you’re mine.

—So it will be —she murmured, letting herself fall beside me, resting her face on my chest.

We fell asleep for a while. When we woke up, after all that, we needed another shower.

***

Freshened up and dressed, we left the hotel. We walked the five hundred meters that separated us from the couples’ spa and, just before the door, I stopped Lorena and spoke into her ear.

—Go in alone, as if you’d come without anyone. Go to the bar. If you find something you like, do whatever you want.

—What? Are you asking me to hook up with someone else without you in front of me? —she replied, mouth open.

—I want to see you enjoy yourself. When I come in, I’ll go to the bar. If you decide on someone, let me know and we’ll set up a threesome with him, or with her.

—I’m your slut —she said, biting her lip—. But today I’m in the mood for something else, and you’re going to have to share me.

She pushed open the door under the sign and disappeared inside. I went to the bar on the corner for a coffee, nervous and aroused in equal parts, with an erection impossible to hide under my trousers. Ten minutes later it was me crossing that same door.

At reception I paid the entrance fee and was given a locker key. There were two areas: one for couples and another mixed one for singles, with a bar, stools, and a hallway at the back connecting both. I looked for Lorena. She wasn’t at the bar, but seated at a table with a guy around thirty, blond, tall, obviously strong. They were laughing like they’d known each other forever.

She spotted me, fixed her eyes on mine, and gave me a wink full of filth. He had his hand on her thigh, over the miniskirt she had put on. Without taking her eyes off me, she slid her hand down to the guy’s bulge and squeezed it over the trousers. He turned and ate her mouth up hungrily. The two of them groped each other over their clothes, he grabbing her breast roughly, she grabbing his crotch. The scene made me even hotter. I ordered something to drink and kept enjoying the show. At the bar, another couple watched us from the other side.

Lorena said something to her companion, stood up, and came toward me.

—Hi, handsome.

—Hi, brunette. Having a good time?

—Yes. But I’m going to have an even better time when the two of you fuck me —she said, and dragged me by the hand toward the table.

The guy stood up and held out his hand.

—Damián, this is Marcos, my husband —she said.

—Nice to meet you, Marcos. You have a beautiful wife.

—Hello, Damián. Beautiful and many other things too —I answered, shaking the hand with which, minutes before, I had made her come.

Lorena rested a hand on each of our shoulders.

—The three of us are going to have a very good time. Damián knows the place; he offered to guide us around.

She pointed toward the hallway at the back and we headed there. The first door was the changing rooms. She went into the women’s and we went into the men’s. When I saw Damián naked, I couldn’t help opening my mouth: he had an amazing body, but what stood out most was his size.

—Lorena’s going to be happy —I admitted.

—She already is. She touched it before sitting down to talk to me.

We came out with towels around our waists. She was waiting for us outside.

—Shall we go to the jacuzzi? —Damián suggested.

—No. I need the two of you to fuck me now. We can relax later, but first I want to feel full.

***

He took us to an area of private alcoves separated by curtains. I removed Lorena’s towel, leaving her naked in front of both of us, and Damián did the same, shamelessly showing what he had.

—I don’t know if all that is going to fit —she said, looking at him.

—It will. You’re going to feel it a little at first, but then you’ll ask me not to stop.

We started caressing her together: her breasts, her legs, her whole body at once. My hand went to her clit while two fingers from Damián penetrated her deeply. It wasn’t long before she grabbed me by the neck and moaned.

—I’m coming. But I need a cock inside. Fuck me now.

She got on all fours, ass toward us, unable to see who would take her first. I gestured to Damián to start. He put on an extra-large condom and positioned himself behind her. I stood in front, lifted her chin so she would look me in the eyes, and gave him the signal. When he pushed in, Lorena’s expression changed completely: she opened her mouth wide, closed her eyes, and grabbed the sheets.

—Slowly, you’re going to break me —she panted.

Damián stopped, withdrew almost all the way, and went back in with a gentle motion, letting her get used to it. Little by little my wife’s face transformed.

—I love feeling this full —she said, her voice broken, coming again.

Then I brought my member to her mouth and she welcomed it gladly, sucking me between moan after moan. After that I asked Damián to move aside and, seeing the way she looked, I put my hands on my head.

—You really fucked her up —I blurted out.

—I need to close up a little —she said, turning onto her back to masturbate, seeking to have the contractions of her orgasm bring her back into place.

When she was ready again, I positioned myself between her legs and entered her sex, still stretched and slippery. I felt an searing heat, almost as if it were burning. I pumped for a good while and then decided to switch holes.

—I’m going to fuck your ass.

—Yes, please, I want to come there too.

I put on another condom and, as soon as I pressed the tip against her, I felt the contractions of a new orgasm. I waited for her to relax and went in with barely any resistance, so aroused was she. Her insides were burning, and that took me to the edge immediately.

—I need to stop or I’m going to come.

—Take a break, because you need to last —she said—. Let Damián keep going.

I pulled out and, lying there as she was, he took my place. This time he penetrated her with less care, in a single thrust of the hips, and she cried out at feeling him sink inside. Her hands went to his abdomen to stop him, but Damián kept pushing, patient.

—Relax and enjoy it. Soon you’ll be asking for more —he told her with a smile.

I was masturbating beside her, playing with her breasts, while I watched that struggle between the two of them to give and receive. Damián kept driving into her harder and harder and she, already accustomed, chained one orgasm after another.

***

A while later it was Lorena who changed positions.

—Damián, lie down. And you, get behind me —she ordered, climbing astride him.

She called me over, gave me a lust-soaked kiss, and said what had been running through her head all afternoon.

—I want the two of you to fuck me at the same time.

I took advantage of how lubricated her sex was and penetrated her from behind in one push, all the way in. She was devouring Damián’s mouth while I sank in with no resistance. We had been at it a good while when she stopped and looked at me over her shoulder.

—I want both of you inside me. Now.

I took hold of Damián’s cock, hard as a rock, and guided it toward her while she let herself sink down slowly. She let out a scream that could be heard throughout the private room and started moving, making it appear and disappear. Then it was my turn: I aimed toward her back entrance and pushed. There was too much pressure because of the thickness of the other one, so she lifted her body a little to free up space and that was enough for me to get in.

—You’re going to kill me —she panted—. God, that feels so good.

We found our rhythm. When he pushed, I pulled back, and vice versa, alternating thrusts in extreme friction. Feeling the other cock through the thin wall that separated us was one of the most arousing things I had ever experienced. I couldn’t hold out for long.

—I’m going to come —I warned, pulling her hair so she’d turn her face back toward me.

—Come inside. I want to feel you hot.

I stayed buried inside her as a surge shook me from head to toe. Lorena, feeling it, closed her eyes and had one of the most intense orgasms I had ever seen on her. Shortly after, Damián’s thrusts pushed me out and I stepped aside to watch them give themselves to each other.

—Make him come —I told her.

—I’m going to feel him swell —she answered, looking at him.

It didn’t take five minutes. A growl warned he was close, and Lorena screamed in unison, impaled to the hilt, while he emptied himself.

—Thanks for this afternoon. I won’t forget it —she whispered into his ear.

***

It took us a while to recover. We said goodbye to Damián, thanking him for the guidance, and went into the water area, to a shallow pool with a ledge that served as a bench. Nearby there was another couple. Little by little they came closer, and Lorena spoke to me in a whisper.

—The girl is touching me under the water.

—Well, if you like her, go for it with her.

My wife turned her head, the girl smiled at her, and she answered with a kiss that turned into a dance of tongues. A little while later the couple stood up and the other woman held out her hand to Lorena, who accepted without hesitation. That attitude drove me wild. We walked along the edge to a room that served as a French-style hallway: a mattress and, on one wall, four openings like a glory hole. The two women went in on one side and they left us on the other, unable to see them, only our members protruding through the holes.

The other man and I leaned in. A hand started stroking me until I felt the wet heat of a mouth. I didn’t know which one of the two it was, and that uncertainty multiplied the excitement. Suddenly the mouths switched holes and I recognized Lorena’s immediately: I would know that one anywhere.

—Let’s go inside with them —I told the other man, pulling my cock out of the hole.

We went in. There they were, both on their knees. I lifted Lorena, bent her forward, and, dropping to my knees behind her, licked her sex until I made her come again. The other couple was already fucking right beside us, and the sound made everything even more intense. Another cock appeared through one of the holes and the other girl asked Lorena if she could have it.

—Of course. But then you let me have it —my wife replied.

They took turns, sharing and playing while laughing. After a while, Lorena stood up with her mouth full and showed it to me before swallowing, amused.

—I want you to fuck me —she told me after that, looking at me with those eyes.

I put her on all fours and penetrated her while she kept tending to the other couple with her hand. We stayed like that until we were both satisfied and the other couple said goodbye, leaving us alone.

—I’m exhausted —said Lorena, letting herself drop onto the mattress.

—You’ve had a very intense afternoon. How many times have you come?

—Impossible to count. I’ve enjoyed myself like never before.

***

We got dressed and left the spa in silence, but with a conspiratorial smile. It was nine at night and the evening was still ahead of us. Back at the hotel we went straight into the restaurant: hunger and the crash from the adrenaline had hit us all at once.

—I’m starving and dead tired —she said as she sat down.

—Same here. The plan was to go out to a club, but after the spa I think that was more than enough.

—I’m happy with that. We’ll have dinner and go to bed.

—You’ve only come once —she added, with a pitying grimace.

—I’ll come later, inside you. I want to fill you again.

—You’re turning me into a horny bitch all over again. What a day.

We ate amid laughter and knowing glances, going over everything we had lived through: fulfilling that fantasy together had been much better than either of us could have imagined. We went up in the elevator and, as soon as the doors closed, our hands were on each other again. We were in a hurry to get upstairs and keep playing. This time, just the two of us.