Spying on Ourselves Was Only the Beginning of That Trip

The plan was perfect on paper. After a few days in Northern Europe with my friends, it was time to switch off with my partner, and this year we wanted somewhere that combined culture, nature, and the sea. We chose Sardinia. Everything was going according to plan until, a few days before we were due to leave, Lucía told me she needed to talk to me. Bad sign.

She told me that Bruna, one of her best friends, had been left without a destination. She’d just broken up with her partner and wasn’t in the best place, so Lucía hated the idea of leaving her alone all summer. In the end she asked me, almost too shy to say it, whether I’d mind if Bruna came with us.

Truthfully, I wasn’t thrilled. I wanted an intimate holiday, just the two of us. But I know what Bruna means to Lucía and how many times she’d helped us out. I thought about it for a few seconds and told her it was no problem, that Bruna should come.

What at first seemed like a terrible idea slowly started, as I kept turning it over in my head, to attract me in a way I preferred not to analyze. To give you an idea, Bruna is thirty-seven. She’s five foot five, with blond hair she almost always wears in a bun or ponytail. Slim, because mountaineering and climbing are her life, with a perfect ass and small breasts. Not a bombshell in the obvious sense, but the kind of woman who stays with you.

Lucía is a bit younger, thirty-three. Similar height, short black hair. Unlike her friend, she has large, natural breasts, wide hips, and an ass that turns heads on the street.

Now that the introductions are out of the way, let’s get to the important part.

The day arrived. Taxi, airport, a longer-than-planned flight because of the layover, and we landed in Cagliari. From there, another car took us to the apartment. We unpacked, took a quick shower, and headed out to wander the streets while we looked for somewhere to eat dinner. We came back exhausted, set the alarm, and went to bed. I fell into a deep sleep the second my head hit the pillow.

It was nine o’clock when the alarm went off. A morning erection took over and Lucía started playing with it without fully opening her eyes. Minutes later we were fucking like it was the last time. Bruna’s presence in the next room didn’t even cross our minds. We both enjoyed it to the fullest, getting louder and more in sync, until we came almost at the same time.

Only when the desire faded did we realize it. My girlfriend’s best friend was right next door, in an apartment with paper-thin walls, and we’d been shouting like we were alone in the world. Instead of feeling ashamed, I felt strangely turned on.

Lucía went to have breakfast in the kitchen, where Bruna was already there. I took the chance to get into the shower first. After that we went to rent a car, and once we got in, we understood that traffic in the area was going to be a constant war.

—By the way, you two had a nice morning, huh? —Bruna said dryly.

—Sorry, babe, we didn’t even remember you were next door —Lucía said, red as a tomato and stumbling over her words.

—Fuck, sorry if it bothered you, really. It was just morning passion —I added, laughing.

—It’s fine, you idiots, I’m joking. It would be the height of cruelty if my fault meant you went ten days without fucking.

***

We went back to the apartment, repacked, and the next day set off for Villasimius, our destination for the following five days. In just over an hour we arrived, put everything away in the closets, and went straight to the beach.

It was packed, so we looked for a spot at one end where there was a bit more space. That was when it hit me that I’d never seen Bruna in a bikini, even though I’d known her for three years, the same length of time I’d been with Lucía. The first one to change into swimwear was my girl, who had it easy with her beach dress. A classic orange bikini that made those breasts I couldn’t stop staring at look even more striking.

Until Bruna pulled down her leggings. A burgundy thong that left her ass almost bare and a matching top that barely covered her small, firm tits. The sight shot me through the roof. So much so that I ran into the water to see if the coolness would calm me down a little. Less than a minute later, they did the same.

We swam, did some snorkeling. I couldn’t stop looking at both of them. Lucía’s breasts were begging to be set free, and Bruna’s ass was half the beach’s visual attraction.

We went back to the towels to sunbathe and read.

—It feels so weird being on the beach in a bikini. Nobody goes topless here, I’d even feel embarrassed taking my top off —Bruna said, uncomfortable—. We’ll have to find quieter coves, I’ll handle that, I’m an expert at it.

—All this crowds me out, and like you said, we can’t even go topless —Lucía replied with a laugh—. By the way, I think your ass has been the most looked at on the whole beach.

I was still sitting there with my book open, not reading a single line, thinking that maybe the next day I’d be lying between two topless women.

***

That night, after beers and dinner, we went back to the apartment. I’d been hard all day, insanely turned on, and Lucía seemed to be the same, because as soon as we got into bed she took me in her mouth. She wanted to fuck. I put her on her back and didn’t stop until she came. I still had more in me, so she finished the job and I came in her mouth. Whoever sleeps like that, sleeps well.

With the silence of the early hours, sounds feel twice as loud. When we finished, we became aware of a noise that had gone unnoticed until then. It was coming from the next room, and our own experience told us Bruna was having her own moment with a vibrator. The vibration was joined by muffled moans. Lucía and I looked at each other, smiled knowingly, kissed, and fell asleep listening to her.

***

The next morning I woke up before the alarm went off, I suppose because of the heat creeping in from early on. I went straight to the bathroom to shower at my own pace. I turned on my phone, put music on low so I wouldn’t wake anyone, and got under the water. And then the night before came back into my head. What had Bruna been imagining in her room? My mind filled with scenes and my body reacted instantly. I preferred to stop thinking so I could calm down.

I was drying off when someone knocked softly at the door.

—Lucía? It’s Bruna, can I come in?

Before I could answer, she opened it. And found me standing there, completely naked, with my cock half-awake and a look of surprise on my face.

—Uh… sorry, fuck, I thought Lucía was here —she blurted out, red to her ears, and fled immediately.

I wasn’t embarrassed by the situation at all, but her reaction surprised me, because Bruna has always prided herself on having an open mind. And if I’d already been imagining things before, now I had plenty of ammunition. In less than three days, our guest had heard us fucking, seen me naked, and we’d heard her pleasuring herself. I reaffirmed to myself that this holiday was going to leave some good memories.

***

After breakfast and making some salads and sandwiches, we set off for a surprise destination chosen by Bruna. Forty minutes on the road and we arrived at a small pebble cove, an spectacular setting of turquoise, crystal-clear water. The first thing that struck me was the calm that hung in the air in the middle of peak season and the total lack of services: no beach bar, no showers, no lifeguard. Finding a place like that at that time of year was a luxury. There were barely twenty people, so we chose the most comfortable corner and spread out the towels.

—I picked the place well, didn’t I? —Bruna asked rhetorically.

—When someone’s good at something, you have to admit it —Lucía shot back with a smirk.

—I second every word. Although it also looks like we came to lower the average age —I said. The three of us looked around and laughed at the same time.

We didn’t take long to strip for our first swim. The sun was blazing and the heat was starting to feel stifling. I’d put on a slip-style swimsuit, the kind I use for swimming in my city. Lucía debuted a red Brazilian-cut bikini that suited her outrageously well. Bruna, on the other hand, decided the best option was a green microbikini that left nothing to the imagination.

My eyes locked on her, and I must have made it so obvious that seconds later my girlfriend gave me a little slap on the head to snap me out of it. I had a serious problem: hiding the erection under that tiny swimsuit was impossible. I decided not to make a fuss and just live with it; after all, it’s natural, right? We put on sunscreen and went into the water. My erection wasn’t interested in staying discreet. Lucía noticed, and Bruna’s look confirmed there was no point trying to hide it.

After swimming and taking a few photos, Bruna went back to the towel. Lucía and I stayed in the water, being affectionate. She kissed me hungrily and slipped her hand into my swimsuit.

—Honey, what are you doing? Want to play? I think I’m a little horny.

—A little? —she laughed—. Looks like it’s about to pop out any second. I can see you don’t care at all that Bruna came with us. Are you like this because of her or because of me?

I wasn’t expecting the question, so I answered honestly. To awkward questions, awkward answers.

—I’m like this because of both of you. It’s been a long time since I had so many stimuli at once.

—See? I know you too well! I knew it —she exclaimed, kissing me hard.

—I’m going snorkeling; I need some peace and quiet —she added—. If you want to join me…

—Thanks, but no. I’m going back to the towel for a beer and to finish the book. Enjoy yourself! —I gave that gorgeous ass a gentle slap.

I went back slowly to our spot, and as I got closer I noticed Bruna watching me discreetly. I grabbed the towel, dried off, and lay down beside her. I’d barely settled in when I heard her:

—Hey, I’m really sorry about this morning. I thought Lucía was inside because of the kind of music. I didn’t mean to, and besides, I didn’t see anything —she sounded embarrassed.

—Relax, idiot, it’s absolutely fine. It was my fault for not locking the door. I had no idea naked people made you so shy, with how open and “hippie” you are —I said, laughing.

—Hey! I’m not a hippie, asshole. I don’t care about seeing you naked, I meant for you, in case you felt uncomfortable. Although, well, it’s true I’ve seen a lot more since we got here than I did this morning —she burst out laughing—. Jesus, man, what a swimsuit you’ve got on.

—Bah, you don’t know anything about style. It suits me so well.

—Oh, no, it’s great by me. I’m delighted not to be the one showing the most out of the three of us.

Lucía came over and we got to work on the picnic. After eating, we lay in the sun for a while to digest. A few minutes later, talking like an idiot with nobody answering me, I realized the two of them had fallen asleep. I got up and started walking along the shore.

While walking I discovered a small cove not far away. I quickened my pace and headed over. It was a mixed area of clothed and nude beachgoers. In Sardinia, and in much of Italy, topless sunbathing on public beaches isn’t particularly well regarded: on the first beach, when Lucía tried it, all eyes landed on her and it wasn’t exactly comfortable. I went back as fast as I could to give them the news. Their faces lit up, followed by a kiss from each of them.

We gathered our things and headed straight there. We found a spot near the shore, between some rocks that gave a bit of shade, and set up base camp. We hadn’t even finished settling in when Lucía unfastened her top, bared her breasts, and, milliseconds later, took off her bikini bottoms and stood completely naked in full view of everyone.

At that rate I was going to explode. I should have waited for the erection to go down, but I didn’t think twice: I took off my swimsuit and felt that release I’d been wanting for hours. Bruna followed us. The first thing I noticed was her blond pubic hair, thick and well kept.

The vacation was getting more and more interesting… (To be continued)