The Weekend at Daniela’s Beach House

When my girlfriend told me that summer that a coworker had invited us to spend a weekend at her beach house, it seemed like a great idea to me. Sand, sun, cold beers, and tapas along the seafront promenade. I didn’t think twice. So off we went, and it turned out to be an experience neither of us would ever forget.

Daniela greeted us at the door. I liked her right away: tall, brunette, with a nice pair of tits and an ass that filled out her jeans in a way that was hard to ignore. We exchanged two kisses on the cheek, and my girlfriend asked about Daniela’s boyfriend. It turned out he wasn’t there; he’d had to work that weekend. Honestly, I was a little relieved. I didn’t know him from Adam, and I figured everything would be more comfortable without a stranger wandering around the house.

She showed us our room, we left our bags, and went out to make the most of the afternoon. We browsed a couple of shops in the center, had some ice cream, knocked back several beers in a row, and ended up having dinner on a terrace by the sea. When we got back home it was already late, but none of us were sleepy, so we sat out on the terrace to stretch the night out.

Daniela made us some mixed drinks and brought out something to smoke. You know. Lorena and I weren’t all that used to it, but the night called for it and we felt like relaxing a little more. We drank, smoked a couple, and at some point I can’t pinpoint, they took off the top half of their swimsuits.

All of a sudden the two of them were chatting away with their tits out, like it was the most natural thing in the world. Of course, I got hard. And as my cock started to swell, I realized I was also completely naked, with no idea when that had happened. They looked at me, laughed, and I covered myself, dying of embarrassment.

I ran to the bedroom while Lorena told me not to be stupid, to come back, that it was fun. She was probably right and there was nothing wrong with it, but I was drunk, stoned, and very confused. I put on a pair of briefs, lay down on the bed, and, not really knowing how, fell asleep within minutes.

***

I woke up a little disoriented. Lorena was asleep beside me, face down, with one side of her panties wedged between her cheeks. I got rock hard instantly. I started kissing her ass, biting it, burying my nose between her ass cheeks. I love doing that: it’s filthy, it smells like sex, it drives me insane.

—Not now —she murmured, lazily pushing my face away.

I understood how drunk she still was and remembered that, when I went to sleep, I’d left the two of them on the terrace with their tits out. Had something else happened between them? Just imagining them together made me hard as a rock. I carefully pulled Lorena’s panties off and headed for the shower.

The bathroom had no curtain or screen. The drain was right there in the floor and there was very little privacy. That feeling that someone might catch you naked at any moment is something I think we all enjoy more or less, and it turned me on even more.

I took off my briefs and started stroking myself facing the door, already half hard, with Lorena’s panties over my nose. They were a little damp, and that detail made me even hotter. I turned on the tap, let the warm water run down my back, and kept jerking off while staring at the ceiling, lost in my own private movie.

Then I sensed a presence. I wasn’t wrong. Daniela was in the doorway, smiling, watching me shamelessly.

My first instinct was to hide, to turn away, to shrink in on myself. But little by little I straightened up until I was facing her, my cock rock hard pointing at the ceiling. She was wearing a tiny bikini that barely covered her nipples and a scarf tied around her waist, the sort of garment that only leaves one whole leg exposed.

She came closer without stopping smiling and took Lorena’s panties from my hand. She didn’t shove them in my mouth, but she made me hold them between my teeth. She put both my hands behind my back and grabbed my cock like someone gripping the handle of a frying pan.

All I could do was moan at the ceiling while she stroked me firmly, feeling her hand slap against my balls on every downward pull. I was moaning with the panties clenched between my teeth, and I didn’t last long. I looked her in the eyes. She nodded slowly, proud, and I came with brutal intensity, my legs trembling, still staring at the ceiling.

Daniela kept milking me until the last drop. When she finished, she pulled the panties out of my teeth, wiped herself, threw them on the floor, gave me a quick kiss, and walked out of the bathroom as if nothing had happened. I was floored. What a way to start the morning.

***

While I was drying off, Lorena came in. She saw her panties thrown on the floor and lit up.

—Did you masturbate? —she asked, kissing me and massaging my cock, which was still half hard.

—Of course I did —I told her—. But if you want, take a shower and I’ll wait for you in bed.

She bit her lip.

—I’m going right now.

I went to the bedroom and lay down naked. Minutes passed and Lorena still hadn’t appeared. I was surprised she was taking so long, so I got up to see what was going on. I opened the bathroom door carefully, peeked my head in, and what I saw froze me in place.

Lorena was standing there, legs spread and back against the wall. Daniela, ass in the air, was eating her pussy with an enthusiasm that left no room for doubt. Seeing them like that made me insanely horny. My girlfriend moaned and gasped, clutching Daniela’s shoulders like she had no ground beneath her feet.

I stood there watching for a while, stroking myself in silence, until Lorena had an orgasm so intense her knees buckled and she ended up sitting on the floor, laughing between gasps. I closed the door slowly and went back to the bedroom before they could catch me.

I lay down on the bed with a jumble of sensations that boiled down to one thing: my cock was hard as a bat. A few minutes later Lorena came in. The moment she saw me, she climbed between my legs and started sucking me with that vicious, devoted style I love so much.

—I saw you with Daniela in the shower —I told her, stroking her hair—. I didn’t know you liked girls.

She looked up, her tongue still on my glans, and smiled.

—I like having fun.

***

With a bit of roughness I grabbed her shoulders and threw her onto the bed. I lifted her legs. Her face showed how horny she was, and I shoved it in all the way with one thrust. She cried out, arched her back, and brought her hands to her mouth.

I kept pumping, pulling almost all the way out and driving back in hard. The more she gasped, the hotter I got. I slowed down a little, rested her legs on my shoulders without stopping fucking her, and enjoyed her face, the way she shuddered with every slam.

I closed my eyes for a few seconds to focus on the pleasure. When I opened them, Daniela was standing in front of us, watching. Her tits were out and the scarf was tied around her waist. Still pumping, I searched for Lorena’s eyes; she was gasping, looking at Daniela and then at me, over and over again.

Daniela knelt beside us. She took my hand and brought it to her tits. I kept fucking Lorena, who at that moment came with a tremor that ran through her whole body before she let out a long moan. If it hadn’t been for the handjob earlier in the shower, I never would have lasted that long.

Then Daniela stood up and untied the scarf. And what I saw left my mind blank: between her legs hung a thick cock, half hard, swaying with her movement.

For a moment I had no idea what to think. But Lorena didn’t hesitate for even half a second. She reached out and grabbed it. Daniela knelt beside her face and my girlfriend started sucking her while it was still soft, with that passion only she knows how to bring. I watched a big cock grow in her mouth while she stared at the ceiling and fondled her tits.

I was still inside Lorena, who could barely do anything except gasp. Watching her suck Daniela off excited me in a way I had never felt before. I had to pull out of her so I wouldn’t come right there and then.

***

The tables turned. Daniela took my place and I moved aside a little. I was on fire; I didn’t want to put it in her mouth and finish too soon. I wanted to last to the end. I brought my cock toward her lips and tapped them softly with the tip while I looked at her.

Daniela took all of Lorena’s cock in her mouth. She had a good shaft and my girlfriend moaned, hunching over, overwhelmed. She fucked her at a steady, firm pace, and Lorena didn’t even last a minute before coming again, trembling, with a broken little moan. Daniela didn’t stop for a second: she brought her mouth to my girlfriend’s and started kissing her while still moving.

Seeing the scene, I brought my cock to both mouths and they started sucking me together, taking turns, licking, looking at me. I loved the sensation. Daniela kept fucking Lorena, who was completely lost in ecstasy, and that turned me on even more.

Massaging her ass, Daniela asked me to fuck her. I didn’t think twice. I got behind her and aimed my cock at her little asshole.

I lubed it with spit and started entering her slowly. I could hear them both moaning and it drove me to the edge. Once half my cock was inside, I pushed hard and shoved it all the way in. I was fucking her and she was fucking Lorena, in a chain that dragged the three of us along. Daniela let out a cry, a mix of pain and pleasure, which excited me even more.

With my hands firm on her ass cheeks, I started pounding her hard. Every thrust I made hit Lorena too, and she, already exhausted, could only gasp. The symphony of moans filled the room.

I felt myself about to come again and yanked it out of her ass in one sharp motion. Daniela let out a muffled cry. I was at full tilt; I couldn’t hold out much longer, so we switched positions again.

***

I got behind my girlfriend. She was exhausted, sweaty, clearly unable to take much more, and seeing her so vulnerable turned me on like crazy. I aimed for her ass and she begged me not to, but I entered perfectly all the way to the hilt. She was soaked through and gave a choppy cry, throwing her hands back and arching her neck.

While I was fucking Lorena in the ass, Daniela went to mine. She started licking it and the sensation pleased me more than I’d expected. When she started taking me, I stopped with my cock buried deep in Lorena, who was gasping with her hands raised like in a mugging.

Daniela took in half of me. It hurt and felt good in equal measure. She pushed slowly until she had all of it inside. I felt impaled, my back bent over, and then she started pounding me hard, gripping my shoulders to get more control.

It turned into a symphony of moans, cries, and gasps. I was on the verge of coming, but first I saw Lorena start trembling again, impaled, her eyes rolling back. I couldn’t hold back. I came into her ass with long moans while Daniela kept thrusting into me from behind.

I heard her moan and felt her come inside me. Feeling that my own ass was giving someone pleasure was something new, something I liked more than I could ever have imagined. When she pulled out, I felt the wetness run. I pulled out of Lorena too, and she, completely spent, gave a little jolt.

***

Daniela stood up, picked her scarf off the floor, and left the room without saying a word, wearing a satisfied smile. Lorena and I stayed there, lying down, exhausted, sweaty, with no strength left for anything else. We could still feel the heat of everything that had just happened.

We held each other in silence, still not quite believing how that beach weekend had ended, and fell asleep. In the morning, neither of us would quite know how to look Daniela in the face at breakfast. But that, as they say, is another story.