Our First Threesome in Rio Had a Surprise

The trip to Rio de Janeiro had been two years in the making between weekend shifts, university exams, and the same repeated promise: that week was going to be unforgettable. Ten friends from their first year of college stepped off the plane with heavy backpacks and an energy that showed in every step.

Adrián was the loudest of the lot. Tall and lean, broad-shouldered without gym muscles, with the abs you get from playing football in the park and an easygoing stride that gave him a cocky air. Brown hair always mussed up, brown eyes that crinkled when he laughed, and an uneven beard he was trying to grow in to look older, though it mostly made him look ridiculous. He had a crooked smile that made the rest of the group laugh even at his worst jokes.

Nerea had been his shadow since high school. Dark-haired, with sharp green eyes, a long-distance runner, narrow waist, and firm legs that brushed together when she walked. She wore her straight black hair to her shoulders, and bit her lip when she got nervous. They weren’t a couple — “we’re friends with benefits,” they kept saying so it wouldn’t sound weird — but over the last few months the kisses had grown longer and the hands bolder. On the plane, he’d whispered in her ear that this trip would be the test. She had smiled. We’re going to try things, she thought, without saying it out loud.

The hotel was two streets from the beach, a modest three-star place with a pool and balconies facing the sea. The first day was sand, photos, and caipirinhas that went down like water. At night they headed into the bar district: samba pounding, sweat, rum, and cachaça. The group split up almost immediately, everyone doing their own thing, and Adrián and Nerea ended up in a quiet place with sticky leather sofas, low music, and red lights that made everything feel warmer.

They were tucked away at one end, his hand slowly moving up her thigh beneath her skirt. Nerea could feel Adrián’s hard cock pressing against her hip, and every time he shifted a little he let out a stifled sigh. Sweat stuck his T-shirt to his body. His fingers were already brushing the edge of her panties and she was spreading her legs wider without even realizing it.

—This place is driving me crazy —he murmured, his voice rough with rum—. I’m hard as a fucking donkey, touch it, fuck.

She laughed softly and bit his earlobe while sliding her hand over his jeans. She squeezed the bulge and felt his cock throb under the fabric.

—You’ve been turned on since we got off the plane —she replied, slipping two fingers inside the waistband and feeling the hot, already wet tip—. Want to go back to the hotel? I’ll suck you off in the elevator if I have to.

—I want you to open those legs for me already tonight —he said, as his hand slipped beneath the cotton and found the dampness. A moan escaped him when two of his fingers went in at once—. Fuck, you’re soaked, you filthy thing.

Nerea spread her legs a little wider under the table and let out a barely audible sound. He rubbed her clit with his thumb while he fingered her with his middle and ring fingers, and she dug her nails into his forearm.

—Slowly. I don’t want us getting caught like two rookies —she whispered, though she was on the verge of coming all over his hand.

That was when she appeared.

She approached swaying, as if the floor belonged to her even though she wasn’t dancing. Brown skin, black wavy hair falling down her back, almond eyes shining with something between curiosity and hunger. Impossible curves beneath a dark mesh top, a leather miniskirt that barely covered the start of her thighs, red lips, and a white, confident smile.

—Oi, lindos… can I sit down? You’re too gorgeous to be this alone —she said in a soft Rio accent, her voice hoarse from a long night.

Adrián and Nerea looked at each other for a second, hearts racing. She swallowed and discreetly pulled her fingers out of her friend’s panties.

—Sure… sit down.

The woman slid between them, her brown thigh against Nerea’s, a scent of coconut and expensive perfume filling the air. She leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees, and the neckline of her top opened to reveal big, round tits, braless.

—You’re from Spain, right? I can tell by the white skin that’ll be burned by tomorrow… and by the way you look at each other, like you want to fuck right here on the table.

Adrián scratched the back of his neck, nervous but smiling, his still-hard cock making a clear bulge in his jeans.

—Yeah, from Madrid. I’m Adrián, she’s Nerea. And you look like you stepped out of a magazine. What’s your name?

—Larissa —she replied, letting the name hang there for a moment—. I like being looked at. What are you two? A couple, or friends with something more?

Nerea laughed, the rum loosening her tongue.

—Friends with benefits, and then some. First trip without parents, without rules. We want everything.

Larissa smiled and let her hand drop, as if by accident, onto Adrián’s thigh, sliding it up to squeeze his hard cock over his pants without the slightest shame.

—I like that. And I like this thing you’ve got here too —she said, looking him in the eyes—. Want some company tonight? My place is ten minutes away. Just for fun, the three of us. It’s your first time with someone else, isn’t it? I can tell by how red you’re getting.

Adrián cleared his throat, unable to look away from her cleavage.

—A threesome… We’ve talked about it a thousand times, half as a joke. But seriously? You with us?

Nerea squeezed Larissa’s knee, turned on and a little dizzy from the situation. She was still soaking from Adrián’s fingers.

—I’m in… if you’re sure. We don’t want any trouble.

—Sure —Larissa said, kissing each of them on the cheek—. Come on. On the way you can tell me what you like. I want to know if you’re soft or if you like to break things.

***

The penthouse looked out over the black sea under the moon, with dim lights and an enormous bed with dark sheets. They undressed slowly, amid nervous laughter and clumsy kisses that grew more confident with every garment that hit the floor.

Nerea took off her T-shirt, her skin prickling from the cool air coming in through the open balcony door. She unclipped her bra and her small, firm breasts were bared, nipples already hard.

—I’m shaking —she whispered—. Is this really happening?

Adrián dropped his jeans and boxers all at once. His cock sprang out hard and thick, the tip shining with fluid. Nerea’s eyes went wide: she had never seen it all up close before.

—Look at me. For both of us —he said, and his voice broke when Larissa began taking off her top and those huge tits with dark nipples appeared.

Larissa went to Nerea first, cupped her face in her hands, and kissed her slowly, slipping her tongue in gently, teaching her the rhythm. She pinched her nipples until she had her moaning into her mouth. Then she guided the girl’s mouth to her breast.

—Suck me, pretty girl. Suck hard —she murmured—. And you, Adrián, come here. Come here and I’ll suck you off.

Adrián came to the bed on his knees and Larissa took his cock in her right hand, squeezing the base. She stuck out her tongue and licked him from balls to tip, unhurried, staring him in the eyes. Then she took him all the way into her mouth, deep, until he felt the back of her throat against the head of his cock.

—Fuck… fuck, don’t stop —Adrián panted, his fingers tangled in the Brazilian’s black hair.

Nerea, kneeling beside them, could barely keep up. She had started licking Larissa’s tits while sliding her hand between her own legs. She spread her cunt with two fingers, rubbing herself, unable to decide where to look: her friend’s cock disappearing into that woman’s mouth, or her own ass reflected in the wardrobe mirror.

—Seeing you like this really turns me on —Nerea told him, her fingers slick with wetness—. I had no idea seeing you with another girl in your mouth would turn me on this much.

Adrián pulled her to his mouth and kissed her hungrily. He slid his hand down her stomach, opened her legs with a slap, and shoved three fingers inside her at once. Nerea cried out into his mouth. Larissa, without letting go of the cock, smiled and ordered:

—Lie down, Adrián. On your back. Right now.

He obeyed like a lamb. The two of them knelt on either side of his body. Nerea bit the inside of his thigh, hesitant at first, then bolder when she heard him moan, and went down to suck his balls while Larissa took care of his cock from above. Their tongues met halfway up the head, licking each other, trading the tip back and forth like it was candy. Adrián dug his fingers into the sheets, breathing in ragged bursts, watching his best friend learn how to suck cock beside a stranger.

—Swallow, pretty girl, and take him all the way down —Larissa coached her between licks—. Relax your throat. That’s it, that’s it.

Nerea tried, choked, laughed, then tried again. The Rio girl gently held her neck and helped her go all the way down. Adrián let out an animal groan.

—I can’t last much longer like this —he panted—. I’m gonna cum, fuck.

—Then wait —Larissa said, straightening up and yanking Nerea by the hair to pull her off his cock—. Don’t cum yet. The best part is still to come. Come here, pretty girl, get up on top.

Nerea straddled Adrián’s hips. Larissa took his cock, lined it up with Nerea’s drenched cunt, and slowly eased it in, guiding her with both hands on her waist. Nerea dropped her hips with a muffled cry and felt herself open, felt her best friend’s cock fill her completely for the first time.

—Oh, fuck… fuck, you’re so thick —she moaned, moving slowly up and down—. It’s all the way in, Adrián, I’ve got all of it inside me.

Larissa positioned herself behind her and grabbed her tits over the top, pinching her nipples to the rhythm she set. She bit her neck, whispered in her ear what to do, how to move her hips in circles, how to clench her ass to squeeze his cock. Adrián thrust from below with half-lidded eyes, looking at both of them as if he still couldn’t believe what was happening.

***

It was when she turned around to change positions, cut against the balcony light, that Nerea saw it. It took her a second to understand what was in front of her. She opened her mouth, but no words came out.

Silence fell like a slab of stone. Adrián pushed himself up on his elbows, his cock still inside Nerea.

—Wait… —he said, looking and looking again—. Larissa… what…?

She didn’t cover herself. She remained standing, calm, one hand on her hip, watching them without a trace of shame. Between her legs hung a brown cock, thick, half-hard, very real.

—I’m trans —she said softly—. Curves, breasts, everything you’ve been touching all night. And this too. Is that a problem?

Nerea looked at Adrián, her heart ready to jump out of her chest, her body still on fire despite the shock, her friend’s cock still buried inside her.

—I don’t know… —she murmured—. It’s… I didn’t expect that. What do you think?

Adrián ran a hand through his hair, confused, but not softening one bit inside Nerea’s cunt.

—Fuck, I didn’t expect that at all. But… —he stopped, honest with himself for once— but I’m still as hard as I was at the start. You’re the same one who’s driven us both crazy all night.

Larissa smiled, not moving closer, giving them space, holding her cock and stroking it slowly while she watched them.

—I’m not forcing anything on you —she said—. If you want, I’ll get dressed and take you back to the hotel, and nothing happened. But if you want to keep going, we go slow. You decide.

Nerea bit her lip. She looked at her friend, then at the Rio girl, then at the cock hardening in her hand, and was surprised by her own answer.

—I want to keep going —she said quietly—. But show us. We’ve never… we’ve never done anything like this.

Adrián nodded slowly, letting out the breath he’d been holding.

—Me too. Slowly.

Larissa went back to the bed and took both of their hands.

—Relax, pretty ones. There are no labels that matter here. Only what you feel. Start as you were. You, pretty girl, keep riding your friend like a bitch. I’ll watch.

Nerea, her face burning, moved her hips over Adrián’s cock again, this time more slowly, glancing sideways at Larissa masturbating at the foot of the bed. Seeing her stroking a cock while keeping those big tits gave her a brain short-circuit. She was hotter than ever.

—Come here —Nerea asked, her voice rough—. Come here. Let me suck it.

Larissa smiled, came closer on her knees across the bed, and held her brown cock out to Nerea’s mouth. Nerea licked it first in fear, with two shy laps at the tip, and then slowly took it into her mouth while still riding Adrián below. He, lying there, held her hips and pushed from underneath, never taking his eyes off the scene. His best friend with two cocks, one in her mouth and one in her cunt, and him underneath, fucking her.

—Fuck, fuck, this is the filthiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life —Adrián growled—. Don’t get off me, Nerea. Suck it properly.

Larissa took Nerea by the nape and set the rhythm, pushing her cock all the way into the back of her mouth. At the same time, she reached behind her and grabbed Adrián’s balls, squeezing them gently. The guy let out a roar.

—Switch —Larissa ordered a while later, pulling her cock out of Nerea’s mouth with a wet sound—. Now you, Adrián, get on all fours. Don’t be scared. Only what you want.

Adrián hesitated for a second, but looked at her and nodded. Nerea moved aside, breathless, and watched as her friend got on all fours and Larissa, behind him, licked his ass slowly and patiently while continuing to work his cock from underneath. Adrián moaned in a voice Nerea had never heard from him before. Without thinking, she crawled under him and started sucking his cock from below while the Rio girl worked him from behind. Adrián came into his friend’s mouth without warning, with a shout, and Nerea swallowed as much as she could before laughing, chin covered in cum.

—Now you, pretty girl —Larissa told Nerea, laying her on her back and spreading her legs—. Your turn.

She fucked her slowly, with her fingers laced with Adrián’s, who kissed her on the mouth while the Brazilian drove into her. Nerea came twice, the second time screaming both their names, nails dug into Adrián’s back and legs clamped around Larissa’s waist. The Rio girl pulled out at the last moment and came over Nerea’s stomach, mixing her seed with the sweat shining on her skin.

Nerea discovered that the arousal wasn’t in what she had expected to find, but in what she hadn’t, in having crossed a boundary she hadn’t even known she had. Adrián stopped asking himself what it meant and focused on what he felt, which was a lot.

—See? —Larissa murmured between them, smiling, running a finger through the sticky pool over Nerea’s navel—. Wasn’t so scary.

When they finally collapsed, the three of them gasping on the tangled sheets, the sky was beginning to brighten above the sea. Larissa kissed Nerea’s cheek and then Adrián’s.

—Better than you thought? —she asked.

Adrián, still catching his breath, let out a weak laugh.

—Much better —he admitted.

Nerea said nothing. She just stared at the ceiling, with a silly smile and Larissa’s cum drying on her skin, thinking about all the things she believed she knew about herself and how that night, in a borrowed penthouse in Rio, they had stopped being true. There were six days left of the trip. Something told her none of them would be like she had imagined.