We Filmed Everything on Our Last Night at the Beach

That morning —well, more like at midday, because once again we’d let the sun slip by after going to bed at dawn— I woke to a warm tingle between my legs. I half-opened my eyes and saw Lucía giving me little licks, focused like a cat drinking water. It was almost adorable. It didn’t stop me from being rock hard in a matter of seconds.

—But, baby… —I murmured, settling back against the pillow.

—Hi, daddy —she greeted me in that sweet little-girl voice she used so well.

—Are you horny or what?

—Very! —she answered, and jumped on top of me, planting her tits in my face.

She grabbed one breast and shoved it into my mouth, pressing my head against her, forcing me to suck her nipple. I obeyed without resisting. I nibbled slowly while feeling her wet pussy sliding over my thigh.

—Okay —she said suddenly, pulling away and flopping onto her back with a sigh—. Tonight we close the promise.

—If you make it —I replied, and ran two fingers through her slit to show her how soaked they were.

—Of course I’ll make it —she said, taking my hand with irony—. Last night I got fucked everywhere. How could I not be like this?

She was absolutely right about that.

—I propose something —she said, brushing her wet fingers over my lips—. Today is the last day. What if we let ourselves go and see how far we get?

The proposal sent me through the roof. My erection, which had begun to soften, returned to its full glory.

—Okay —I replied, with a certain fear—. But we have to hold out until tonight.

—Done —she answered, climbed back on top, and slid my cock in very slowly with a long moan—. Let’s begin.

Lucía started riding me unhurriedly. On every descent I felt her all the way, to the hilt. Her tits bounced, and when I gave her the first slap, she let out a little cry. I grabbed her hair and pulled back; her back arched like a bridge.

—Fuck, daddy! —she panted, and turned around to keep riding me facing away from me—. Spank me!

I obeyed. One, two, three, first restrained, then with all my strength. Her ass turned red and she asked for more. The last blow took me to the edge, but I managed to pull out in time. It wasn’t the first time we’d played like that, not by a long shot, but it still turned me on when she asked for it.

—To the pole, baby —I said, half laughing, catching my breath. I don’t know how, but I hadn’t come.

—A bit of beach time, daddy? —she asked, already getting out of bed.

—Yeah. A swim will do me good.

***

Lucía wore the same thong as the day before, this time with a tiny top that barely covered her nipples, and a strappy dress. We walked until we were near the beach bar. Beer after beer, we played our usual game: watching people and inventing stories about them.

We noticed a group playing in the water with an inflatable mattress: two guys and a girl, all well into their twenties. I was drawn to her, petite and very thin, with disproportionately big breasts.

—Look, babe. How can she have those tits with that body? —I commented.

—I was thinking the same thing —she replied—. They’re fake. Look, they don’t even move when she runs.

One of the guys and the girl seemed to be a couple; soon after, they went to lie down on the sand, leaving the third one alone with the mattress. Lucía stared at him for a few seconds.

—I’m going to ask his friend —she said without looking at me, and went into the sea.

She got up to him and started chatting. From the towel I couldn’t hear a thing, but at one point she took off her top and lifted her breasts with both hands. I couldn’t help laughing: I already knew what the conversation was about. I decided to get closer. Halfway there I saw her take the boy’s hands and place them on her chest, encouraging him to squeeze. He, of course, did.

I got to them and wrapped my arms around Lucía’s waist, resting my chin on her shoulder. The guy, who hadn’t seen me coming, let go of her tits at once.

—How’s it going, babe? —I asked.

—Good, daddy. Here, chatting with my new friend —she answered, winking at me—. Turns out he’s single and turned twenty-four last week. I was asking him whether his friend’s tits were real, and he said he had no idea. So I showed him mine are.

—Well, belated happy birthday —I told the young guy.

—Thanks —he replied, already more relaxed.

—Right, I hadn’t said it yet. Happy birthday —Lucía added, taking him by the nape and bringing her mouth slowly to his, giving him time to pull away.

He didn’t pull away. He was the one who went in to kiss her hard, without letting go of her breast. Lucía grabbed his ass and pressed him against her body. When they separated, she slipped her hand into his swim trunks and pulled it out.

—Wow! —she exclaimed—. With that, you won’t have any trouble getting a girlfriend.

The kid smiled, puffed up with pride. That was exactly what she wanted. She started jerking him off while I acted as a screen. She took his hand and guided it inside her thong.

—Is this the first pussy you’ve touched? —she asked him. He nodded with his eyes closed—. Then enjoy it.

It didn’t last a minute. With a moan that she tried to stifle by covering his mouth, the boy exploded. The first spurt landed on Lucía’s navel; the rest ran down her hand.

—I hope you liked your birthday present —she told him, kissing his forehead.

The young guy nodded and headed back to his friends, who received him with astonished faces. Lucía was wiping her stomach off as calmly as ever.

—If the busty one had been the single one, it would’ve been your turn —she commented with a little smile.

—Wow… what bad luck I have —I replied sarcastically.

***

The afternoon passed without anything worth mentioning and, at dusk, we said goodbye to the beach with a certain nostalgia. We had a light dinner and got ready for the ritual of the last night.

—Today, comfy —Lucía said, coming out of the bathroom in tight jeans that molded to her ass and a lycra T-shirt, no bra.

—Perfect, as always —I gave her a little swat as I passed.

We stayed around the area; we wanted to drink more than walk, so we stopped at the first place we liked. It was packed. We found a table and started drinking in earnest. It was our last night and we were going to give it everything. Between increasingly filthy jokes, the alcohol loosened us up.

When the beers were gone, Lucía offered to go to the bar. I followed her with my eyes, thinking that woman was smoking hot in whatever she wore. The bartender was taking a while, and a guy came up to her. She didn’t dodge the chat; on the contrary, she pulled out her most flirtatious gestures. She came back two minutes later.

—You liked that guy —I told her.

—Truth is, yeah —she answered. He was similar to me: dark-haired, skinny, about my height, a little younger—. Five more minutes and I’d have him.

I let out a little laugh.

—You think not? —she looked at me seriously.

—Of course, baby. You could pick up anyone you wanted. But in five minutes…?

—Give me your phone —she said. She fiddled with it and left it on the table with a five-minute timer—. If the time runs out, you call me. If not, I win.

—Okay —I replied, not really knowing what else to say.

She started the countdown, arranged her tits properly, and went straight over to him. Flirting, smiles, light touches. One, two, three, four minutes. Before the alarm sounded, she took him by the hand and led him off toward the bathrooms. She had time to spare.

She took about a quarter of an hour. I even had time to order another beer and get back to the table without taking my eyes off the door. At last I saw her come out, hair disheveled and stride firm. She sat beside me with a long sigh.

—What happened? —I asked.

—I won the bet and went to claim the prize —she said without looking at me.

—And what else?

—Do you really want to know? —now she looked me in the eyes.

I nodded. I’d gotten into the game, so now I had to take it like a man.

—I gave him a handjob —she began.

—Just that? —I asked, relaxing a little.

Her silence tensed me up again.

—No —she answered, shrugging, and put her hand on my leg—. That was the plan and that’s it, but things got heated. He grabbed me by the neck, daddy. You know that turns me on.

My cock turned to stone.

—Explain —I told her.

—I was jerking him off when he grabbed my neck and pushed me against the wall. I couldn’t help pulling my pants down. I needed him to touch me.

—Did he fuck you? —I asked, excited and nervous at the same time.

—Yes! —she said, almost euphoric—. He pushed it in right away, it even hurt from how hard he did it.

—Did you come?

—No. I knew when to stop. I didn’t want to lose —she winked.

—And him?

—Yeah.

—Inside you?

—More or less.

The answer left me uneasy. Then Lucía opened her mouth and pointed to the inside with her finger.

—Sorry, daddy. The situation got me really horny.

I believed her. Swallowing wasn’t one of the things she liked most; with me, she had to be right at the edge to do it. I saw a certain remorse on her face.

—That’s fine, babe —I said, taking her by the chin—. The only cock I come in is yours.

The fact that she’d held out without coming, after so many days, so we could do it together, seemed almost sweet to me. Those thoughts calmed me.

***

I got up to fetch more beers and a hand on my shoulder stopped me.

—Hey! How’s it going? —I turned and at first didn’t recognize him. I’m terrible with faces. But when I saw the couple with him, I realized who they were: Daniela and Hugo, from the second night at the Latin music place. He, nearly two meters tall; her, a spectacular brunette.

—Hey! Good, how about you? —I replied.

—Looking for a table to have a drink —Hugo said.

—My wife’s over there. If you don’t mind sharing, you’re welcome.

—It’d be a pleasure.

I came back with four beers. As I sat down, I couldn’t help taking in Daniela: bigger than Lucía in every sense, in a black dress that outlined impossible curves. Lucía caught me staring, but she just smiled.

The conversation kept getting hotter: positions, tastes, fantasies. Until Daniela dropped the spark.

—I’d get so turned on if someone filmed us fucking —she said in her sweet voice.

—That’s easy, we’ve done that —Lucía answered, looking for my complicity—. You just take the phone and that’s it.

—No, I mean someone recording us and giving us instructions, like in a porn movie —Daniela went on, shyly. The look on Hugo’s face made it clear the subject had already been discussed.

—We’ll help you, since there’s already some trust, right? —Lucía offered, stroking herself over her jeans before sliding her hand to my crotch.

—There’s definitely some trust already —Hugo laughed, remembering that night.

—Then it’s settled —I said, finishing my beer in one go. I got carried away.

***

Their hotel was right across the street. We went up to the room without a word. Hugo threw his phone onto the bed and the couple started kissing. Lucía picked up the phone, lay down, and started filming them. I stretched out beside her.

They undressed each other in front of us: him, very fit from the gym; her, pure curves. When they started masturbating each other, the temperature rose. Lucía was the first to take off her jeans; I followed. We were touching each other while she kept filming.

Hugo liked the scene. He pushed Daniela onto the bed, lifted her hips, and started licking her pussy, leaving her ass up in the air just a hand’s breadth from my wife.

—Here —Lucía told me, passing me the phone. She slid until Daniela’s face was level with her crotch, held her head, and guided her. Daniela didn’t protest: she started licking her.

Lucía had always said she couldn’t imagine going down on another woman, but receiving was another thing entirely. She pressed Daniela’s face into her cunt while moaning. I didn’t miss a detail from the screen, not knowing what turned me on more: watching them or seeing the look of pleasure on my wife’s face.

Suddenly Lucía sat up and slapped Daniela hard enough for it to echo through the room.

—Your turn —she said, pointing at me and giving up her place.

I took her spot and Daniela, without objection, took my cock down her throat. I couldn’t hold back a groan when I felt her lips almost at my pubis. She sucked eagerly. I turned and saw Lucía signaling to Hugo that now it was her turn; he didn’t hesitate.

—We’ve got good slaves —Lucía whispered in my ear, laughing and panting.

—Looks like it —I answered as best I could.

We kissed while they both ate us out. After a while, Hugo sat up, pulled Lucía’s legs to the edge of the bed, and got ready to fuck her. Only then did I realize how enormous he was. From the look on Lucía’s face, she hadn’t noticed either. I glanced sideways at Daniela and understood where his practice came from.

Hugo spread her legs and drove into her in one thrust. Lucía let out a tearing scream that left her breathless. He waited for her to catch her breath and, when she looked him in the eyes, he didn’t stop. He fucked her hard for several minutes while my wife dug her nails into the sheets.

I wasn’t going to be less. I got Daniela on all fours, with her head beside Lucía’s. I slapped her cunt and shoved all of it in; the scream got louder. I fucked her hard, her huge tits flattened against the mattress. Her moans mixed with my wife’s until they became indistinguishable. Lucía and I kept exchanging complicit looks, as if this were a competition. And I knew who wasn’t going to lose.

I grabbed Daniela by the hair and pressed her face into the pillow, arching her even more. I ran a finger through her soaked cunt and, with her own juices, lubed up her other hole. I slid it in slowly; she let out a muffled cry, a mix of pleasure and a little pain, and I held it still for a few seconds.

—Hold on, baby —I told Lucía, who had her eyes squeezed shut on the edge of orgasm. She nodded as best she could.

I sped up in Daniela without stopping moving the finger. It took only a minute for her to reach ecstasy with a long moan; I felt her cum run down my abdomen. I was about to go too, but I held back. If Lucía could hold on, so could I.

—I’m close too —Hugo warned, slowing his pace.

Right then Lucía pulled away from him, turned around, and went down on him. He was surprised, but he didn’t complain. My wife got on all fours, leaving her slit facing me, rubbing her clit with one hand while she swallowed him with the other.

I got the message. Without hesitation, I jumped onto her and shoved it in. Thinking that Daniela’s juices and hers were mixing inside her gave me brutal arousal. I started fucking her hard.

Hugo pressed Lucía’s head down. With a loud cry, he came. When he finished, she pulled his cock from her mouth, letting some of the semen spill out as she coughed.

—Daddy —she said, turning toward me, not needing to add anything else.

I grabbed her by the waist and gave her the last thrusts, quick ones. I seized her by the neck with both hands and pressed her against the bed on the final drive.

—Fuck! —we both shouted at once.

The shared orgasm was spectacular. I emptied everything I’d built up over those days into her in one long ejaculation. Lucía, trembling, her skin covered in goose bumps, collapsed on her back with me on top of her.

It took us a minute to return to reality. When we turned our faces, we saw Daniela filming us with the phone, smiling. She had recorded everything.

***

The four of us got dressed, said our affectionate goodbyes, and exchanged phone numbers so we could share the video. Once again day had broken. We walked slowly back to our hotel, me with my arm around her waist, her leaning on my shoulder.

—These vacations haven’t turned out half bad —I commented, kissing her cheek.

—Truth is, they haven’t.

—We’ve settled a lot of things.

—Not all of them —she answered after a silence.

I looked at her, eyebrow raised, not understanding, but she didn’t look back at me.

As soon as we got in, Lucía started undressing hungrily. She took off her T-shirt, her jeans, and bent over the bed with her ass in the air. As she pulled down her panties, I saw my cum dripping down the inside of her. She slid two fingers in, pulled them out slick with it, and began stroking her other hole with them. She took a breath and slowly inserted one, then another, moving them in circles until she felt ready.

—Come here, baby —she said, looking at me.

—Are you sure? Remember last time.

She only nodded.

—Baby, it’s not necessary, you know that alrea…

—Daddy, please —she interrupted me, wetting her fingers again.

I stepped closer and stood there with my erect cock in front of her entrance. The truth was, I wanted it too. I started pushing it in slowly; this time I felt less resistance. I could hear her taking deep breaths. I kept going until I had her completely full.

—I want you to come inside me —she asked.

—Baby, you know I have to go fast to come.

She reached for the pillow and brought it up to her face.

—Try it.

I started moving, faster and faster. I could hear her moaning against the pillow. I slid my fingers in front of her and fingered her hard while I sped up my thrusts. Her cries were muffled by the fabric.

I decided to give her everything. I fucked her to the hilt and, I don’t know whether it was everything we’d lived through or just the image of having her like that, I needed far less than I’d expected. On one final thrust she cried out and I felt myself emptying inside her. It was the first time I’d come like that with her. I didn’t stop fingering her until her orgasm spilled down her legs.

I pulled out carefully, hugged her, and let her fall onto the bed with me. I saw a couple of tears sliding down her cheek.

—You did it, babe —I told her, wiping them away.

—Yes, daddy —she replied, breathless—. I did it.

We kissed slowly. That was the last adventure of our beach vacation. A vacation that changed our lives, or at least, the way we understood desire.