When I was thinking back at my Facetime moment earlier today with Christian, I knew right then that it would not have been the last time I was fucked by another man and that I would use that freedom on some other occasion when I was in a period of lack of sex. But now one day later again?
While I was lying naked at the beach thinking about what to do next, I felt Pablo doing his very best to please me. I can’t blame him for trying to seduce me after guessing I was open to one-night stands. I decided to text Christian to say I met another hot guy on the beach who is busy applying sun protection to my back now, and to ask how he thinks about that.
It took five long minutes before he replied with some texts. The way they came in made me think about the day in France with Mick on the naked beach (if you didn’t read “Another Dare At The Nude Beach,” it’s a good moment).
Just that I had to put more effort into describing the situation because my boyfriend wasn’t there to see it firsthand.
“R U naked?”
“Yep”
“him naked?”
“Yep”
“U let him do yr ass?”
“Yep”
“Tits?”
“Not yet”
“Are you horny?”
“and wet!”
And then the big one:
“U wanna fuck?”
While looking at Pablo’s delicious cock, I was saying “yes!” to myself and replied with, “Do you want me to?” to Christian.
Again, he made me wait long minutes, but then his answer was, “If you like the guy and he has a nice cock, then I would like you to fuck him.”
Wauw! Didn’t expect that! It couldn’t be clearer than that.
I sent a message back saying I’ll think about it and that I was proud of him, and sent some kisses and red hearts.
Of course, I already knew then that I was going to fuck, that very same day – I didn’t have to think about it anymore!
Now that Christian was completely open with me, the situation became much clearer and more certain, too. I realized he really wanted me to get laid again, and with that, a whole new world opened up for me.
I turned around on my back, letting Pablo do more work on my front. I felt the adrenaline rush in my body, caused by the excitement of Christian’s messages and Pablo’s hands over my belly, and now my boobs as well. I guess Pablo wasn’t that sorry anymore that Nico had left! And neither was I.
“Where do you stay?” I asked him.
I wanted to know if he had a room by himself.
Just like us, they shared an apartment. Maybe I have to stay at his place tonight if Juan sleeps with Jane again? I wasn’t sure, so I was waiting for what was about to happen in the evening with Jane and Juan. We stayed a bit longer, and the more people left the beach, the naughtier we became.
Pablo came close to give little kisses on my neck and then found my mouth to kiss, first softly, then opening his mouth a bit to tease my lips with his tongue. I saw his cock getting hard and hid him under a towel so I could touch him without being noticed. He enjoyed my rubbing and took his chances, also protected by a piece of towel to get to my pussy for some careful finger play.
More than that was dangerous because there were still several people around, so I put on my sarong and tank top, walked back, and split up after promising to see each other later in the evening.
I texted Jane that I was on the way. When I arrived at the apartment, I rushed to the bathroom to use the toilet to pee. I threw my beachwear in the corner, heard the shower, and thought it was Jane. I sat on the toilet doing my thing, and as the sound of my peeing echoed through the bathroom, Juan came out of the shower!
I said, “Oh, I am sorry!”
He laughed and said, “No worries, I am sorry to use your shower, Jane is having a nap on the bed, and I did not know you were back.”
He was checking himself in the mirror while standing next to me – not in a hurry to leave the bathroom. I had to say, like this, fresh out of the shower, and with such a beautiful, tanned body, I understood why Jane was so much attracted. He felt I was looking at him, and I was paralyzed, sitting naked on the toilet. Since we had already seen each other completely naked on the beach, in this small space, neither of us felt any hesitation or need to cover ourselves, nor any rush to disappear. When he turned towards me with his nice cock right in front of my face, I could only stare in stunned silence.
“You wanna taste?” he asked with a lot of confidence.
I was speechless, but already had a hand around his shaft. I looked at his face, then his cock, his face, and in no time, he was half hard. I was already wet and horny from my time at the beach with Pablo, and now this.
I couldn’t resist his threat and started licking his head. When I opened my mouth more to suck him, he gathered my loose, long black hair to liberate my face and held it up at the back of my head, altogether with one hand. Submissively, I sucked this new cock that was presented to me so unexpectedly and at the same time so irresistibly.
“C’mon, Diane! Suck me!”
“You are amazing! Don’t stop!”
He used my name while using dirty talk about how good I was at sucking him. I felt his cock growing and getting hard in my mouth. Then he moved in front of me, me still sitting on the toilet, my knees wide, him standing between them, and both my hands on his sexy ass, doing my very best to please him.
He still had one hand holding my hair that he was using like a handle to guide the speed of my sucking. It took some time, and I had to catch my breath a few times and let my hands take over from my mouth to rub his dick.
When I felt he was about to cum, I put him in my mouth again to let him shoot his seed inside. I swallowed his young cum, a small load. I guess after fucking Jane, his balls were almost empty. After that, I cleaned him with my tongue.
This was one of the biggest dicks I sucked, ever! I told him he could take another shower, together with me, but he thanked me because he needed to go back to Jane. Shit! I already forgot about her! While I was in the shower, I realized I played with cock number three in less than twenty-four hours!
When I got out of the shower, Juan had already left, and Jane and I went for dinner. Jane was telling me they had some wild sex again in the afternoon, not leaving out describing a few new hot positions she experienced with him, positions not available in her memories of the sex she had with her husband.
I did not tell her about what happened with Juan; I was waiting for a better moment. Neither did I mention anything to Christian, in my mind, defending myself, that after all, it was “only a BJ and not real sex”.
After dinner, we dressed up for another night. I had one more hot, sexy black dress, also light and short. This time, not with a low cleavage. My breasts were fully covered, but the fabric left no doubt about the shape of my braless tits and nipples, covered by the clinging dress.
It had, from the left side of my body, going round to the front in a diagonal line, big fishnet holes, from below my breasts, right to the front of the hem of the dress. It was “not done” to wear any panties with it. At the side where the dress is sticking tight on my skin, you can see through the open holes that there is nothing under, at the level where you expect to see my panties. I could not even imagine wearing undies with that dress: that would have produced an ugly sight (check the photo joining this story).
It meant I didn’t need to flash, to show men I was without knickers. It was simple, obvious, and clear like one plus one equals two! The holes continue fully at the front, where trained, keen eyes might discern my pussy and little trimmed bush. To be sure, I checked in the mirror and saw that it is not distinguishable to see something of my little, horny folds.
I went to the bathroom for make-up, and when I came out, I didn’t need to lift my dress to show Jane I was going commando again.
“Crazy woman!” she said.
“You think it is too much?” I asked Jane for an opinion.
“I think it’s really hot!” Jane confirmed.
“If you will not wear it, I will take it for me!” She motivated me.
She was wearing a cute short jeans skirt with a white sexy top – she took off her panties and flashed her pussy to me to show she was following my lead. The conservative friends who went together on a trip to relax and read a few books were only thinking about sex.
Back in the club, we saw familiar faces, the same people coming back night after night.
This time, we were a bit late, adapting to the Spanish tempo, and the guys arrived before us and saved us a spot at the bar. I looked at Juan, who smiled at me, and so did Pablo. I wondered if they “informed each other”. I guessed they did because they had too much fun while looking at me.
I wanted to dance and dragged Jane with me while the boys ordered a drink. On the dance floor, Jane started flirting with me while she did some sexy, sensual moves. Again, I was wondering if she was acting to tease the men or if she wanted to seduce me. I played along for fun and enjoyed the music and the audience.
After a few drinks, the guys wanted more than a drink or a dance. Juan, of course, is getting close to Jane and Pablo with me, going for the sequel after what happened on the beach earlier that day. Jane seemed not surprised or shocked to see Pablo and me “getting physical”. It seemed I did not need to worry about Jane’s thoughts or about my reputation. I thought she would not judge me, after my passage with Nick, if I did something with Pablo.
After fooling around with the guys at the club, the four of us took a walk outside. Jane was not in favor of splitting up into different apartments, and she was right; we both would feel more comfortable in our apartment.
“But I want the bed tonight!” I said with a commanding tone.
She said not to worry about the bed, and we went back to our temporary playground. Another bottle of wine was cracked when Juan and Jane took the initiative. They undressed each other in the living room, showing off to Pablo and me.
When people see each other naked all afternoon, I guess there are no longer feelings of shyness, even when it comes to sex. Bathroom and bedroom doors stay open, like the apartment is one big space. I wanted to move to the bed with Pablo and took him by his hand. I started to take Pablo’s clothes off, a T-shirt, pants, and then his boxer, hiding his erect cock.
My second “hotwife” experience was about to happen. Like yesterday, I had texted Christian that I was ready to go to bed with a new man, just to be sure to comply with my boyfriend’s rules to keep him updated about my escapades. I felt amazing as a hotwife and liked it more and more, almost regretting that I did not start a few years ago when he first suggested it to me.
Pablo was different from Nico. He was relying on me to take the initiative, so after dropping naked on the bed, I kissed him all over his body before starting to massage his cock. I wanted to ride him cowgirl and feel his dick deep inside me. I was very wet all day, my pussy was ready, and I climbed this new dick smoothly. He had his hands on my tits while I started waving my body around his cock, and moving up and down.
Pablo was profiting from the view he had, caressing my breasts with his hands, and playing with my nipples. After this enjoyable ride, I got beside him on the bed. We hugged and kissed, and his dick was only seconds out of my pussy, just the time to change position, he went on fucking me sideways while I heard the other couple getting loud. The sound they made got me even more excited!
It was Pablo’s turn to get on top of me. Tonight I was hoping to have a second good long hot fuck – it was like I wanted to catch up with all the missed sex from previous months and years – and it seemed Pablo was up for it as well. I received him while lying on my back with open legs. I can enjoy this simple position for a while, feeling the man doing his best to satisfy me. After several exciting minutes, I pulled up my knees to change the angle.
Jane and Juan made faster and louder noises, which made Pablo and me fuck harder and also louder as if we competed in who is the best at fucking! If it were about “who cums first?”, the other couple won the first prize because Jane’s loud voice was all over the place and left no doubt about the cause.
Pablo continued with a faster rhythm, and I felt he was about to cum, earlier than I expected, but I didn’t care. The night was still young. I encouraged him to cum hard and asked him to shoot his load over my tits. He exploded, and not only did my breasts get showered, but also my face got some wisps of his sticky juice. After cleaning his cock with my mouth, I wanted to go to the bathroom to wash my face and give him some rest. I wasn’t finished yet! I needed more…
It was then that I saw Juan standing naked with a half-hard cock leaning against the door of our bedroom.
“What happened?” I asked him.
He told Jane fell asleep after her first orgasm, maybe tired because of all the sex in the afternoon, and probably too much alcohol. So I went to check on her, and yes, she was sleeping like an angel.
When I came back from the bathroom, I asked him how long he had been standing there.
He smiled and said, “Long enough to see Pablo shoot his load on your beautiful tits!”
He pointed at his flabby cock, and again with a lot of self-confidence, he asked if he could join us.
Some memories flashed through my mind! With Christian in a swing club – he fucking me while I sucked a guy… That was amazing back then, but this time, Christian was not here! And what about Jane?
“She is fine,” Juan said. “She knows you gave me a BJ earlier, and also that I like you—she is not jealous.”
While talking like this, Pablo was still on the bed watching us, his hands relaxed behind his head. Juan was seducing me, running his fingers over my face, through my hair downwards over my body, and asking if he could kiss me. I said ok, while my hand checked his cock. He kissed me with a lot of passion, which I could only reply to.
I heard myself moaning and felt his big hands over my skin, searching my sensitive spots, longing for sensual touching. I went on my knees in front of him to lick and suck his dick to bring him hard, which almost happened instantly. Of all of the men, Juan’s dick was the biggest without a doubt. No ruler was needed to see that!
Unlike Pablo, he took the lead and picked me up and threw me on the bed on my hands and knees. He was standing behind me, and he was teasing me with the head of his cock against my pussy lips.
He was good with dirty talk, something I am not used to hearing, not from Christian but also not from other lovers before.
“You want my cock in your cunt, you little slut?”
Guess it was the first time someone was calling me a slut, and knowing I was having sex with several men in little time, I couldn’t blame him.
“Do you!!” he said with a raised voice after I didn’t reply quickly enough.
“Yes!!!” was my simple answer.
Then he started to drive his pole in, slowly, little by little, deeper and deeper. I made loud noises and was excited to feel him pulling my thighs towards him every time he pushed his cock in me. Pablo was moving in front of me and wanted me to suck his cock. A new situation had developed, unplanned, or maybe they planned it all the way, who knows?
Never before was I fucked by two different men in the same moment. It started with a new spit roast, now without Christian. I tried my best on Pablo, but Juan’s pounding did not make it easy. The arousing and hot situation of me, with the two guys on the bed, gave me new energy, and with my hand and mouth, I got Pablo hard again, but I guess that is due as much to his excitement as my skills.
I could not blame alcohol for this situation because I didn’t drink much that evening – they just were too hot to refuse the temptation, and I wanted them badly! Pablo then slid his body under me toward a 69 position. While Juan was driving me crazy in this doggy style, Pablo searched for my pussy, which he played with his mouth and fingers. He positioned his cock ideally under my face so I could start sucking and rubbing him again, and it was Juan commanding me to do it:
“Suck my friend’s cock, dirty Diana!”
They made me go wild until I had to ask to stop for a while.
Juan and Pablo changed positions. Juan sat on the bed, his back against the wall, his legs stretched out in front of him. I was standing on the bed when he took my hand and pulled me onto his lap, my back towards his face, my feet left and right from him, now putting his hands on my ass to make me squat on his big cock. Now I was the one to decide how deep and fast I wanted to go, as I went up and down on him.
Pablo stood on the bed over us, presenting me with his cock. I did not give him a lot of attention this time because I was focused on Juan. I used one hand for balance and my right hand to rub my clit. Cumming was my selfish priority now, and with Juan’s big cock inside me, his big hands on my tits playing with my nipples, and me stimulating myself, it was a matter of minutes. The vibrations all over my body betrayed that I was about to cum, and Juan tried to get to his point, about the same moment.
We both came loud with Pablo witnessing and jerking off. I dropped myself next to Juan, who cuddled me gently. Pablo joined us, and I was sandwiched between the two guys. Pablo was spooning behind my back, and Juan was facing me. Several hands were exploring me in a soft, gentle way, making sure I kept feeling horny.
Juan kissed me while Pablo gave attention to my boobs, his arms coming from behind me, and feeling his dick against my ass. I had to open my legs to give air to my pussy after coming, which invited Juan to caress my inner thighs and then kiss and sucking my tits and nipples softly. Pablo put his body down on the bed and made me roll on my back by spreading and pulling my leg. His head found its way between my thighs, and gently he began licking my sensitive pussy, while Juan was kissing every inch of my upper body. I was in (sex)heaven!
Meanwhile, Juan got on his knees, bringing his cock near my face. Seeing his tool hanging there made me hungry to suck his cock intermittently, keeping my focus on Pedro’s licking and sucking to help me on my way to another orgasm! After he made me cum, he joined opposite his friend, offering his dick as well for payment. We got in a position where it was easy and comfortable for me to suck their cocks alternately. We ended the night with another spit roast, now Pablo taking me doggy – this time a shorter session because the three of us, especially me, got exhausted.
Entwined between arms and legs, I fell asleep.
The next morning, I was the first to get out of bed – even Jane was still asleep on the sofa. Maybe it was because I had weird feelings about what happened last night, and mainly how or what I would tell Christian. He had already sent several messages. I could tell him about one new guy, and he would never know about the second. Or better tell everything?
I went to the bathroom, closed the door, and gave him a call. I started telling him, like yesterday, how it went, with quite some details. Starting to talk about Pablo and Christian’s horny feedback encouraged me to continue talking, and I also confessed about Juan, Jane’s lover, leading to MFM.
He was very silent at first, said he didn’t expect that – told him neither did I. I started to regret I told him, but did not regret I did it.
“You wanna do that again?” he asked.
“Would love to do that together with you, baby,” I replied.
“Are you angry?”
He said he wasn’t and admitted he was jealous. I wanted to continue the conversation, but I heard noises, and we stopped the call. Everybody was awake, and I needed to clear the bathroom. I didn’t say much, still thinking about Christian. I was hungry and suggested going for a late breakfast, but the guys got dressed and needed to leave, so it was only Jane and me.
“Naughty girl!” was the start of the conversation.
I asked, “Why?”
When I was in the bathroom, she found the two guys sleeping in our bed. So she figured out what happened after knowing I had “an oral connection” with Juan before. She also explained to me that Juan told her he wanted to have sex with me as well, and if she would mind. She dared him to seduce me that same night!
“You got fucked by all three!” she said excitedly.
I felt myself getting embarrassed and was thinking about my reputation back home. Jane must have felt reassured I would never tell anybody about her cheating on her husband with Juan, so I hoped she would not tell either about my sexual escapades with the three guys.
I just needed to know everything was good between Christian and me, so I did another video call to reassure myself. I was on the bed with the door closed while Jane was having a shower. I know she uses the shower for a long time, so I could have a good talk with him. He said he processed my MFM thing, realizing he fantasized a lot about it, even at times I did not show interest, and that it was because of him I was experiencing this kind of sex here in Spain.
Now that he is aware that I am his “living fantasy,” he admitted to being shocked at first when I told him, but now, after an hour, he is over it, and not blaming me, and has no hard feelings.
He said somewhere he always knew, that even after all those years of not showing interest in having sex with other men, the day I would give it a try, I would like it and was one hundred percent sure I would want more of that.
He said he knew it was a “calculated risk” he took, to let me discover this hotwife experience – that it would not be a single, one-time-only experience. And he is right: I don’t smoke, rarely drink alcohol, and consider myself someone not having any addiction – but maybe now I discovered one: young cocks?
I was relieved with this conversation and felt Christian got horny again, and so was I. He viewed my pussy, asking if I was still wet. I said I am wet 24/7 now! Then he noticed my little bush and told me he was surprised I was not completely shaven yet, because that is what I normally do in summer, to visit naked beaches.
“You want me to shave it all?”
“Sure – you know I like that!” Christian said.
I promised him to do that from the moment the bathroom was available, and we finished the call on a fun and happy note.
I kept my promise to Christian and did what he asked for: shave my pussy completely so she was bald and smooth. I couldn’t wait to show her off at the beach! I took a picture with my phone and sent it to him, and in return, I got a smiley with tongue out!
While getting ready and grabbing our stuff, Jane remarked on it and questioned me why I shaved my pussy like this. I told her it made me horny and that I knew some guys are extra excited to see bald pussies.
“Is that so?” she asked.
I had to give her some time now to wear the same “dress code,” and after she got rid of her black bush, we put on our sarong and top and left our place.
I can’t say Jane is as exhibitionistic as me but she couldn’t hide that she was also enjoying minimalistic clothing in public the last few days. Knowing we were going to the clothes-optional beach, our bags got less and less filled with bikinis, panties, or bras. She got used to commando as well, even during the daytime.
In the afternoon, we went back to our favorite place, to have a rest, a nap to catch up on some sleep, naked but in the safe shade of the umbrellas. It was amazing to see how Jane changed in a few days, actually, the same shift that I made not so long ago. She didn’t use swimwear anymore and enjoyed being naked in public, just like me.
Not only at the beach. The last few days in the apartment, we were naked all the time – only using towels when we wanted to sit somewhere on a chair or sofa. Also, our balcony became a naked outdoor spot, to use every free minute, to do some extra tanning while having a drink, not caring about what neighbors might see or think when we were out there in broad daylight. And on top of that, she fed her curiosity about fucking another man, without the need for love or romance, without the “strings” attached, and pure lust.
Of course, she noticed how I let myself go all the way with the men, and we supported each other in what we did, even planning to do this every year. Our husbands would never mind letting us travel together, as long as we took care of our sons, and I found it a great idea.
We were happy to be without the guys and spend quiet time together and relax. Besides a few topless ladies, we were the only women being completely naked that afternoon. Before I had the habit, even with my boyfriend with me, I would never have been the first to get topless if I did not spot other women doing the same already.
Same for getting naked. To get topless, I don’t need that kind of affirmation anymore; I don’t care to be the first or the only one. To get nude on a clothes-optional beach and nobody else is naked, still makes me feel hesitant. Now that I had an accomplice with me made it easier to take everything off from the first minute!
It was getting hot that afternoon, and the first thing we did was take a dip in the water to cool down our bodies. When leaving the salty water, we hold hands to keep us straight up between the little waves that might disturb our balance.
Only wearing sunglasses, we noticed to draw attention from the other people present there. I imagined it was because of our bald pussies and fantasized about how the men, sitting next to their wives, were staring back at us from under their shades, getting half-hard dicks in their swim pants.
My fantasy of the moment was that they all wanted to lick our tight, shaven pussies! Was it the sex of the last days that made me feel that way, or was it me, really getting sexual satisfaction with my exhibitionistic behavior? Exposing myself like this, uninhibited and proud, before the eyes of many strangers was almost as exciting as having sex itself!
When we got back with our bare feet on the dry, hot sand, we let out little screams and did a little jumpy run to the strategically placed open showers on the beach, handy for rinsing off sand and sticky, drying seawater. Two naked Asian women under the same shower—that certainly caught attention. I caught myself looking at my nipples to see if they were still hard and dark. The shower water, which initially came out of the shower lukewarm and then gradually became cooler, helped make my nipples nice and hard. Once that effect disappeared, I gave nature a helping hand by, more or less discreetly, pinching them until they stood upright again.
From there, another short run to our rented sun beds, unintentionally drawing more attention. I felt my boobs bouncing freely and saw Jane’s shaking little tits next to me when, at the same time, I felt several pairs of eyes following us.
When I watched Jane’s titties, I was a bit jealous of her little antennae. Her nipples are not only longer than mine but also hard and pointing all the time. The contrast was even bigger because they were standing on smaller boobs.
We needed to protect ourselves from the bright sunlight, and like the other day, we took turns rubbing each other with sun protection. We preferred the other, doing a total body massage, because it was easy and very enjoyable. Jane started with my back, and after turning around, she nicely continued to do my front.
After doing my boobs, she let her hands slide down to my legs and did not skip my sensitive labia, which she gave a quick caress while giggling and excusing herself, feeling obligated to bring protection to my fresh-shaven pussy.
I did not expect her to do that, but I did not feel any resistance from my side. After all, I did not want to get sunburned there either! Her handling was purely “functional,” and yet I felt aroused being touched there. When it was my turn to do her, I felt myself getting more horny while caressing her breasts, and when I let my hands slide down on her, I had no other choice but to give some little shy attention to her “first-time” shaven pussy.
I was getting nervous, but she was laughing again, and we behaved as if this intimate touching was something funny and meaningless. Now, after a few days naked, we already have a nice tan without the normal, famous white lines and marks from swimwear.
Then Jane just realized her husband might notice and ask her about it. Her breasts and ass were not as tanned as the rest of her body, but the dark pink color of her tits and butt betrayed that she didn’t wear a bikini during the holiday.
She did not want to tell him about her nudity on public beaches and panicked a bit, but the idea of using the private balcony as an excuse to tan naked was a practical solution.
After skinny dipping, like Christian, she also wanted to hear about all the details, especially how it was having sex with both Pablo and Juan at the same time. I said it went all natural and smooth, and enjoying the sexual attention of two guys is amazing, but also a bit physically challenging.
She said for now, having sex for the first time since she was married to another man, was already challenging enough mentally because she realized she had some mixed feelings towards her husband, whom she loves.
She liked the experience a lot and would want to do it all over again, with no regrets, and on the other hand, she doesn’t want to cheat. That was the moment I realized I was lucky I could share my sexual escapades with my boyfriend. I decided not to advise her so she could find out her own truth.
I let her talk while doing a walk together along the waterline, sometimes hand in hand, giving her confidence that all would be alright. I enjoyed our naked parade, walking proudly, and realized my exhibitionist days were almost over.
I will miss it, the looks of the guys caressing my naked body with their eyes, the wandering of getting a wet pussy just for being naked and watched by mainly the male public, the unconscious but constant checking of my nipples: are they still standing, still dark, still hard?
Having Jane next to me, walking naked side by side, flaunting together our bald cunts and proud tits was like doubling the effect.
I tried to catch as many voyeurs as possible, and while talking with Jane, I didn’t realize we were leaving the clothes-optional part of the beach. Nobody made remarks until suddenly the beach got more crowded. That made us understand we were too far away, and we turned back immediately! I felt myself blushing, but we couldn’t do anything about it, only walking a bit faster towards our towels, now seeming miles away!
Never thought I would walk on a “traditional beach” without textiles! I guess more exhibitionistic I would never get (I was wrong about that – more daring exhibitionistic behavior in later stories), and it was an amazing thrill to do it with my “partner in crime” Jane. On the other hand, it wasn’t a crime since in Spain there is no law against being naked on any beach. The shy feeling disappeared again, and a glorious vibe took possession of me. The more people watched me, the more excited I felt.
When we found our towels, we went for another swim. After being here a few days, we recognized some familiar faces and made eye contact with them more frequently, and a smile on top made it more fun to tease them (men, of course) when going in and even better, when coming out of the water.
Pity no more men were nude! We ended the day, topless at the beach bar, only wearing our little scarf around our hips, getting used to men talking with us while giving them a full view of our tits, resulting in free Sangria. Some of them were asking about our men (Juan and Pablo) because they must have seen us before on other days.
Telling them they were not our boyfriends made them happy: more Sangria! And the more Sangria I drank, the more naughty I got, so giving them a peek under my scarf was my way of rewarding them for the drinks. Why wouldn’t I? They already saw me naked the last few days, so why not offer some close-up shots? In between drinks, I received some texts from Christian. He knew my holiday was coming to an end and asked me about my plans. I said I didn’t have any, except for maybe going to the club one last time and having some fun.
“Any sex in the air?” he asked.
I did not think about it after the last time with Pablo and Juan, but now Christian has made me realize it was probably my last chance to enjoy sex with another guy for a long time. I was looking around me at the beach bar and saw several attractive men, but I had no wish to seduce them or to find out which guy would be a good match. So I told him probably not, and looking forward to being together soon.
One last time before going home!
Now that our last days were coming, I was wondering if Jane had had enough of Juan or if she wanted more of him. Of all three guys I had sex with, Juan was the best lover. I liked the way he initiated the sex and how he always took the lead. If Jane had had had enough, I had to admit I would want to fuck him one more time, so I decided to ask her, despite what I said to Christian earlier.
It made sense to be with someone you had trusted before, especially when you are almost certain to have great sex again. She said she wasn’t sure, but if I wanted him, I could meet him at the club first. After dinner, I prepared to go out. Jane saw how I put on the white short dress again, which I had worn a few nights ago. For me, the most sexy one, with both cleavages, backless down to the beginning of my butt, and in front showing off my tits with the paper-thin fabric showing the shape of my nipples.
Because it was tight and clinging to my body, I could have it as short as I wanted: standing in front of the mirror, I checked on the length and pulled the hem little by little a bit more up, until it was impossible to go higher without showing something. Of course, challenging myself to go commando made part of the excitement.
I hoped to see Juan for sexy fun and music, a few more drinks, and who knows, maybe a last night filled with some good sex. What was wrong with me? I felt insatiable!
Jane got nervous and said she did not want me to go alone, dressed up as well, and joined me. I was lucky because Juan was there. Jane was the one who had his number but did not text him. He was with people we did not see before, but once he noticed us, he came to us and bought us a drink.
A few cocktails on top of the wine at dinner made us naughty, and together, we started to seduce Juan at the bar. He didn’t waste his time and started to kiss us both passionately. His hands did things to us like not being aware of being in public – above and under my dress, he just didn’t care. I imagined all he wanted was to check if we were with or without panties, and by doing this, he flashed our pussies a few times.
It was hot fun for our last night out, and the visit to the club did not last long. Less than two hours later, Juan joined us in our apartment. While walking back, he was in the middle, and like a real “Don Juan”, he had his arms around our waist. Jane stopped doubting about what to do. Just like me, she wanted to take advantage of this last night.
We were all so horny and helped each other to undress as quickly as possible, forcing ourselves into the shower to get rid of the sweat from dancing. The six hands in the shower went all around and everywhere over the three bodies, same as three mouths tasting skin and lips.
After the shower, on our way to the bed, Juan, our leader, had some special requests: he asked if we had sexy panties and a bra to wear during foreplay, but I had to disappoint him – I only had a sexy thong, no bra – Jane had some nice silky stuff, so she was happy to wear it for him.
Then he said to wear our high heels. That was not a problem, mine were higher than Jane’s, so when I was standing next to her, I could catch up a bit in height ;-). I found it sexy and, in a way, erotic that this young man gave attention to those details, and we, with high expectations for the night, obeyed as much as possible to please him.
He even made us redo our makeup, now as explicit and sexy as possible. While we were doing our quick makeover, Juan opened the last bottle of wine. The moment we finished, he made us pose for him. He took his phone and wanted to take some pictures. That was a “no-go” for Jane – I didn’t care too much – and proposed to take a few pictures with her phone – and afterward make our faces unrecognizable and then send them to him, so he would have a few memory pictures as requested. We did our best to pose like professional Playboy models, and it made us even more horny. Jane in her sexy lingerie outfit, me in a simple skimpy thong and topless, both on high heels, wearing heavy make-up.
After that, the seducing game started, and that is how I experienced my first FMF. We indulged ourselves completely in him, starting with kissing and caressing him all over, doing this all while standing. It did not take long before I slid down to find the way to his big cock, first with my hand and then with my mouth, at the same time seeing Jane’s hand helping out, massaging his balls while she was kissing his lips.
He stayed passive and let us do all the seduction work. Then we moved to the bedroom and pushed him on the bed. Jane mounted him on his face to let him lick her pussy through her panties, which was an exciting new view for me. She dropped herself down in a 69 with him and took his cock to suck him. He moved her panties away to stimulate her directly, which had an immediate effect.
A bit in a situation where I didn’t know what to do, I just enjoyed watching them while using one hand in my thong stimulating my clit, and another hand to caress her back and bum – as to let her feel I was still there – while he was eating her pussy. I found it amazing to see my friend so confident having sex with this stud. I could not (and probably she neither) imagine this a few weeks before!
After a while, I heard she was about to come – it was special to see my friend’s body curling and arching her back, from pleasure! I was soaking wet and longed for his cock inside. While Jane was enjoying her fading orgasm, I took my chance and wanted to get on the hard cock she prepared for me. Juan saw me taking position, and with one jerk he snapped my thong and brought his big dick in me right away. My pussy got adapted from all the sex in the past days, and I quickly took him completely to start to ride. I felt my tits bouncing and Juan enjoyed, not needing to do a lot of effort, except for guiding my bum up and down on his long shaft.
While I got carried away in arousal, I thought I would miss that big cock. Jane appeared next to me, touching my breasts and nipples, just like she did on the beach to put suncream on, but now guided by some sensual, horny sounds she was making. I let it happen because it felt right.
Then Juan’s long arms brought our faces together, clearly wanting us to kiss. I know guys hit on women who kiss each other, and I also know I did kiss a girl during high school – just for “learning and practice reasons” on how to kiss a boy, but now it was different. Even different than in the club a few days ago, where we acted with a tongue kiss to excite the boys.
I felt Jane this time was not acting when she put her tongue in my mouth; she felt a lot more intensive and I did not know what to think. Again, I let it happen because it was “just a detail” while Juan was fucking me. Neither did I want to spoil the erotic feeling and hot sex that was going on.
After a while, everybody was tonguing and licking everybody, and Jane and I shared his cock with a lot of enthusiasm. I got off, and she got on, she got off, and I got on, and in the meantime, we kissed and caressed each other while Juan fucked us in turns. Another turn-on was when Jane started to suck my nipples. It felt different from what I was used to, or was it only my imagination? I could only return the favor by doing the same and kissing and sucking her hard, long nipples, something I do with men also, now for the first time on a female.
Juan was taking her from behind on her knees when I was standing close to them, myself with my knees wide on the bed. He gave me attention with more French kissing and a hand on my pussy, feeling her wetness inside.
Then he ordered me to face Jane and lie in front of her with my legs wide open. I thought he was about to change position to give me another fuck, but he just continued with Jane, doing her doggy.
“C’mon, Jane! Lick her pussy!” I heard him suddenly commanding.
She didn’t hesitate one second and was not afraid of any rejection from my side. Too many positive signals must have been sent out by me and my body. When I felt her strong tongue sliding over and between my labia, I let go of all my biases to enjoy the feeling. Was it the excitement, pure arousal, or the fact that she was so good at it? Anyways, she made me come very quickly!
Jane herself did not stay behind and came as well just before Juan shot his load in her. Selfishly, I hoped he would get hard again fast because I needed a hot doggy too! He was lying on his back and had Jane and me each on one side. We both smiled at each other, knowing something special had happened.
Slowly, we played with his cock, even licked him simultaneously, and took turns to suck him, only with the one goal to make him hard again. When he got him up, I knew it was my turn again to take his dick in my pussy, so I got on all fours to show him the way I wanted him.
He got off the bed and stood behind me, bringing his handsome, big cock into my pussy, first a little bit teasing before he grabbed me by my hips to drag me against him. I felt him deeper than before and asked him for slow, long, and deep drills.
Jane stayed aside to watch us and witnessed how Juan banged me with a lot of power.
After a few long minutes, she slipped herself under me, her head in the opposite direction to have a close look at Juan’s cock pounding me. A tongue started to play again against my stretched cunt. She fell in love with the taste of my juices!
The combination of cock in me and a female tongue nearby, teasing and pleasing me, made me crazy and about to come again. Her hands gave attention to my boobs to complete her devotion to my body. At that moment, on the way to an orgasm, I got distracted by the view of her bald pussy below my face.
She used, from time to time, one hand to caress herself, which I interpreted as a request to me to give her some sweet attention there. As an inexperienced teenager, I carefully started to finger her, and her moaning taught me I did well. I tried to do what I liked when someone was fingering me to please her as much as possible.
One, then two fingers in and out of her warm pussy. I lost the vibe for my next orgasm because I got intrigued by her pussy. She felt so wet that I became curious to taste her. She was within reach; all I had to do was bend my head to bring my mouth closer. When she spread her legs and used her fingers to show off her open pussy to me, I felt it was my call.
The next moment, I was aware I was licking her, first slowly and then with more enthusiasm and passion after I heard her calling my name:
“Yes, Diane! Continue, continue, more, more! Love it!”
Juan stopped fucking me and stepped back, leaving Jane and me on our own. We rolled on our sides, one giving the other the best space by widening our knees as much as possible and opening for the other to lick, suck, and taste pussy. Now, I was not performing any acting to please Juan; I was enjoying what she did to me, and I enjoyed returning the favor.
I began to understand why some men love to “eat pussy”. Her pink, soft, juicy lips tasted very nice, and the feeling of her body responding to my tongue’s licking gave me a sense of erotic energy and control I had not felt before. I wanted to learn more about how to give more satisfaction to her by feeling how she was serving me in the same moment.
She was experienced! Bi-curious? She? No way! When I felt the lost vibes of my upcoming orgasm come back, I stopped licking her, and this time it was me, calling her name, “Jane, go on, yeah, yeah, yeah, almost, yeah, yeah!”
For a second time, she made me come, this time even longer! No idea how long we continued playing when Juan remarked if we had forgotten about him. Of course not! I made room for him to let him take Jane again, lying on her back now.
He got on his knees between her legs, pulling her on his lap towards his cock.
I stepped carefully over her face and placed both knees beside her head, facing Juan. So I could kiss him and he, if he wanted, could pamper my tits, and Jane, if she wanted, could continue to lick my pussy because I couldn’t get enough of it.
Juan had a lot of energy, and a lot of turns between Jane and me were the result. We both came more than once, and to praise him, we gave our best BJ performance, which was done by us, also taking turns. The last time he was standing straight up while both of us played with his balls and cock and ass to feel his last bit of load spraying over our faces.
A last shower together cleaned us up before finally going to bed. Juan did not stay, so we had the bed for ourselves.
After he left, we kissed each other goodnight, which felt different than all the days before: we used a long, warm French kiss this time. She said she knew I was not into girls, but that I couldn’t hide that I enjoyed that night.
She was right, I am not into women, I don’t feel even bisexual, and yet I had a fantastic experience I will not forget.
Three guys in a few days and sex with a girl! That was not my plan when I got on that plane to Spain!
Curious to hear what Christian will have to say! I asked Jane how she became so experienced with licking pussy. She confessed she had a crush on a girl during her early twenties before she met her husband.
I thanked Jane for making me come twice. She smiled and said all I had to do was return the favor! I promised her to do that before going back home, as long as she would teach me to do it right! We hugged and fell asleep in each other’s arms with a feeling of total satisfaction.
Before we knew it, we were on the plane heading home. The boys were sitting together in the seats in front of us, while we were still reminiscing about this adventure without saying much. We agreed not to talk about it in front of others, and never, ever to bring up the sex on WhatsApp, to avoid other family members accidentally discovering anything.
Jane apparently wasn’t bothered by guilt, and in the meantime, I was looking forward to my first meeting with Christian. That’s going to be sparks!
