New Year's Eve Dinner

It was not long before twelve o'clock, but that was more than enough time for the evening to be ruined. That's what Ramiro thought as he listened to Adrián bragging about how he put his subordinates in their place, who, he deduced, were more afraid of him than respected.

- And you Rami, how's your job going? -Adrian asked him, his wine glass moving closer to his lips, which were forming a provocative smile. Ramiro really disliked being called that. He saw the gazes of the eight guests fixed on him. In some of them, like Juampi's, there seemed to be a certain thirst for war. But Ramiro preferred to pretend that he was not bothered, and to answer politely.

- I am now in a much more comfortable position. I'm in a much more comfortable position now. I just have to sit here, paying attention to some monitors," he replied, hoping that they would stop being interested in his work life, as he was bored to death talking about it.

- Lucky for him," said Marcela, Ricardo's girlfriend.

But the truth was that Luciano's working life was far from enviable. He had been working for seven months as a security guard, and so far he had not been promoted. His girlfriend, Susana, on the other hand, was a twenty-seven-year-old architect, who had graduated with the best average in her class, and now earned a salary five times higher than his, and was also a teaching assistant at the same institution where she had graduated.

There were ten diners in all. Ramiro and Susana had spent Christmas with his family, and now they would celebrate the New Year with some friends. There would be time later to visit Susi's parents.

However, the reality was that those present were more Susi's friends than his. Marcela and Rocío, both friends from Susi's teenage years, with their respective boyfriends; then there was Rubén, a nice chubby guy who had done his degree with Susi. There were also Juampi and Adrián, who had been close to the couple for a few months but neither of them had come to the dinner with their girlfriends. Marcela thought this was strange, as they both looked so good: they clearly didn't look like Ramiro, so Marcela wondered where Susi would know them from. And finally a boy, barely eighteen years old, whose name was Benito. The latter contrasted markedly with the others, as the rest were all in their thirties. As far as Ramiro understood, he was a friend of Juampi and Adrián and, immediately, it seemed out of place that they would invite someone that neither he nor Susana knew, but what could he tell them. Besides, the boy wasn't to blame for anything, the poor guy had probably run out of a place to celebrate the end of the year.

They were all dressed in white, which Ramiro thought was a stupid custom, but to please his wife, he went along with them, putting on a white T-shirt with jeans. Susana looked beautiful. And yet her dress was not particularly suggestive. It was a simple, straight, loose design, without a flashy neckline, coming to a few inches above the knee, and of course, completely white. But as she sat there, it was not so much the dress that was worthwhile, but her well made-up face, her curly hair tied up in a coquettish bun, her sensual lips painted in a strident red, and her brown eyes with their well arched eyelashes that gave her a feline appearance that made her irresistible. Of the three women present, she was the prettiest by far.

- Rosco Fémur, pass me the wine, please," said Juampi, addressing the youngest of the group: Benito.

The group had been engaged in different chats, dividing into small subgroups. It was difficult to understand what the one two seats away was saying, but when Juampi raised his voice to address the boy, everyone looked at Benito, intrigued. Ramiro seemed to notice that Susana was hinting at a smile.

- Rosco Fémur? -Why do they call you that?

Her boyfriend, Ricardo, a trauma doctor, said something in her ear. Then the girl smiled, and blushed. Ramiro didn't understand at first, since he didn't even know exactly what a femur was, although it seemed to him that it had something to do with bones. But when he noticed the mischievous smiles of some of the guests, he put two and two together and understood.

- Well, some people are born gifted, and some of us make do with what we can, right, Rami? -said Adrian, moving to the head of the table, where the master of the house was sitting.

Susana saw the vein in her boyfriend's neck throb, and his teeth clenched. Ramiro said nothing, but he sensed that Adrian was already going too far. He was one of the few people, along with his girlfriend, who knew that he possessed a very small penis. That had caused him a lot of suffering, as he had always found it very difficult to maintain his relations with Susi for any length of time. But that was the genetics he had been given. Seven centimetres. That was what he had. It wasn't even a micropenis, so he didn't even have the consolation that what was wrong with him was a malformation. He just had a small one. He felt Susanna's hand squeezing his, under the table. At that moment she calmed down, or at least began to do so.

- Well, I don't know how Ramiro has it," Rubén interjected unexpectedly. But to have conquered Susi, he must be doing something very well. Look how she had no shortage of suitors at school. And not just students...

- Don't remind me of the old Pereteiro," said Susi, although the memory of the old stalker seemed to amuse her.

Ramiro thanked Rubén silently. There were those things about New Year's Eve parties when you were forced to share a table with people you didn't get on with at all. To begin with, he hadn't planned to invite Adrián and Juampi, let alone this Fémur guy, who he didn't even know, but Adrián had invited himself at the last minute, and he hadn't known how to say no to him. It was true that in the last few months they had been very close, but they weren't close enough to be close at that moment, and in fact, he didn't even like him. But there was nothing to be done now.

- Well, it's time for a toast," said Ricardo.

- Shall we bring the champagne, my love? -said Susi to Ramiro.

They went to the kitchen and took the drinks out of the freezer. She hugged him and kissed him on the mouth.

- Are you all right, my love? -he asked. Although he knew that Adrian's attitude was getting on his nerves. He had always been intimidated by him, and the other one, like a teenage bully, never missed an opportunity to tease him.

- Yes," he said. Well, actually... Is it all right for you to treat me like this in my own house? -Ramiro finally said, indignant. After all, on top of the fact that she had been so kind as to invite him, she was making fun of him to his face.

- No, but you know how it is," said Susi, and when she saw that the answer didn't seem to satisfy her partner, she added: "Once we've had a toast, we'll put up with them for a while longer and cordially invite them to leave. Remember that tomorrow we have to go to my parents' early.

Saying that, he winked mischievously. The truth was that they would only be going to her in-laws' in the afternoon, but it was a good excuse to get rid of the guests. Anyway, Susi's friends were going to finish the party at a private party. They would probably invite Rubén, and also Adrián and the others. They just had to hold out a little longer and they would finally be alone.

- Oh no," said Susi when Ramiro pinched her ass.

They could say what they wanted about him, but that cute ass belonged to him. Anyway, he decided that very night he would tell Susi that from that moment on they would cut off relations with Adrian and Juampi. She would understand.

- Hey, what took you guys so long? -asked Marcela, jocularly.

Champagne was served in elegant glasses. Ramiro didn't like to toast with champagne. He had always toasted with cider. But some of Susi's friends liked to pretend to be snobs, and in reality, they belonged to a circle he didn't come from. That was also why there was sushi for dinner. He would rather have the traditional barbecue. But when a group of middle-class millennials got together, there was no way to change their minds. What was nice about that meal was that it was very light, ideal for nights when they were expecting to have a good sex session, as he intended it to be.

Like a sick joke of fate, he felt a twist in his stomach. Before dinner he had eaten a bar of chocolate with almonds, had that been it? Maybe she shouldn't have mixed it.

Marcela counted. When she decreed it was time, the ten glasses met in the centre of the table, and clinked. Ramiro noticed then, that when Susi and Adrián toasted, Adrián was ogling her. Then they began to wish each other congratulations, individually, giving each other hugs and kisses on the cheek. Ramiro did not lose sight of Adrián, who, when he embraced Susana, hugged her tightly. She leaned in to kiss his cheek, but he moved his face in the same direction as hers, causing their lips to meet.

Susi pulled her face away, and laughed, nervous.

- Sorry, Rami," said Adrián. I didn't mean to.

- You should apologise to me, asshole," said Susi. She saw her boyfriend, who was about to explode. Don't listen to him, love, he's just stupid.

- What alcohol does... you've already started to see double, eh, Adri? -said Ruben, who had been watching the scene very closely, trying to put some cloth on.

- Yes, that's right. I think I had a bit too much to drink," commented Adrián, and only then did he let go of Susana's waist. Hey, let's go see the fireworks!

The group had fallen into a tense silence that was saved by the hero of the night, Rubén. Now they all went out into the back yard, to watch the spectacle that was being unleashed in the sky. Ricardo, Adrián and Juampi had bought pyrotechnics, and set about lighting them.

Ramiro didn't find this custom amusing either, besides he felt sorry for the poor dogs who suffered with so much noise. The couple lingered in the doorway.

- I'm sure he did it on purpose," said Ramiro.

- Don't be silly. He's an idiot, but not that dumb," said Susi, holding his hand.

Ramiro felt a twinge stronger than the last one. Drinking champagne hadn't helped. Now he hated that drink more than before.

- I'm coming," he said.

He went to the bathroom to evacuate. When he finished, far from being relieved, he realised that he was worse than he had imagined. He hated his luck. That night he had hoped to enjoy Susi's beautiful body, but now he doubted that she was in good condition to do so. All he needed was for her to get diarrhea while they were fucking.

When he returned to the yard, he saw his wife walking away from Adrian, who was watching her with a devious grin.

When they got bored of throwing rockets in the air, they went back to the living room.

- Well, shall we go to that party you told us about? -said Rubén, turning to Marcela. Apparently, Rubén had realised that something wasn't right. It was better to leave the couple alone, and the sooner they did, the better. Marcela seemed about to object, as it was too early to go, but at the last moment she realised the same thing Rubén had warned her about.

- Sure, shall we go? You're all invited," she said, turning to Adrian's little group.

They said goodbye, wishing each other a prosperous two thousand and twenty-three. Ramiro got another cramp, this time with a sharp pain in his belly, so he had to rush into the bathroom.

Susi saw how the guests were getting into the car, but at the last moment, Adrián said something to Marcela, and returned to the house together with Juampi and Rosco, aka Fémur.

- What happened? -she asked.

- Here, the lover's head forgot his mobile phone," said Adrián, referring to the gifted teenager who accompanied him.

- Well, tell me where you left it, I'll bring it to you," said Susi.

- I just... I don't remember where I left it. We'd better go in and look for it.

Somewhat disgruntled, she let them pass. While they were looking for the device, Susi set about clearing the table. The first thing she did was to gather up the pile of dishes and take it to the kitchen sink. As she was about to return to the dining room, Adrian appeared, carrying a tray with the glasses he had used.

- How rude of us not to stay and help you clean up," he said, setting the tray on the counter.

Susi leaned on that same counter. She stared at him, indignantly. They were side by side.

- You behaved rudely all night," she said, "I don't like you making fun of my boyfriend, like you were some fucking kid bullying his classmate. You humiliate him every chance you get.

- But your boyfriend humiliates himself," said Adrian.

Susi slapped him across the face. He liked to see her pretty face with protruding cheekbones and green eyes, flushed from the blow.

But Adrian was not unmoved. Menacingly, he cornered her against the counter. His pelvis pressed into her navel, brazenly.

- Cut it out, I don't think it's funny," she warned.

He paid her no heed, however. He used all the strength in his body to hold her tight, and prevent her from moving. His big, rough hand slipped under her dress.

- What are you doing? -she said, shocked.

She tried to push him off, but Adrian was a big man: he remembered his rugby past, he was big. He grabbed her arm, and tried to pull away, but she didn't pull him back an inch, on the contrary, the thick, veiny arm kept going until it met Susi's thighs.

- No, I don't want to now," she whispered in barely half a voice.

The dress was getting more and more wrinkled, as it lifted higher and higher. Skilful fingers were now rubbing, too close to her sex.

- Do you really think I'm going to leave without fucking you? -he asked. It almost sounded like a threat.

- But if Ramiro sees us...

- Don't worry, your boyfriend is very busy in the bathroom. And from what I heard when I passed by, he's got plenty of time," he explained, letting out a perverse chuckle.

- No, wait. This is getting out of control. Besides, that boy, Fé... Benito, who is he?

- You know who he is," said Adrian.

As if he had been summoned, the adolescent leaned out of the kitchen doorway. He leaned comfortably against the doorframe, as if he were watching a film. What he saw instead was the beautiful hostess shuddering as Adrian groped her. The dress was pulled up so high that the woman's beautiful legs were bare to her thighs. She watched as Adrian said something in her ear. She looked displeased, but finally nodded her head.

It was unbelievable. Adri had explained it to him, but he didn't quite believe it, and it was only now that he realised that what he had promised him had not been a joke. He approached the couple. She was still a little reluctant, she didn't do anything. But neither was she putting up any kind of resistance as the man seemed to be delving into her sex.

Suddenly Susi became aware of Fémur's presence, and gasped. The boy was already approaching them. He was a very cute young man, with slightly bulging blue eyes, slim and tall, with very short brown hair. He was wearing green shorts, and a plain white loose shirt, long enough to cover the part where he was hiding that member that, according to Juampi, was huge. He stood next to Adrian. He tenderly rested his hand on Susi's face, and made her look him in the eyes. Then he kissed her mouth. He used his lips and tongue in an incredibly skilful way. He even went so far as to bite her lower lip, but with just enough force not to leave a mark.

Susi's crotch began to acknowledge receipt: it was a fire, and at the same time, a lagoon. Adrian pulled aside the panties that covered her, and dipped a finger in, feeling the incredible wetness in that crevice. Femur grabbed his hand and brought it to her sex. Susi at last proved that her nickname was not an exaggeration. An abnormal cock lay behind the fly. Now she understood why the boy wore that shirt so long, several sizes too big. Surely all his clothes were like that. If he got an erection at an inopportune moment, he would be exposed to everyone. She felt the thick instrument, noting, to her astonishment, that it wasn't even fully erect.

- What's going on here? -Femur heard someone say.

He looked at the entrance to the kitchen. There was the boyfriend of the girl who was massaging his cock, and Juampi. This Ramiro was wild-eyed and red-faced, and the vein in his forehead looked like it was about to burst. However, Juampi, who was a muscular, long-haired man, much bigger than him, held him still.

Fémur felt fear. He knew, he had seen it in many films, that men like that, who look weak and let themselves be humiliated by others, when they finally decide to act, they do so with full conviction, leaving a pile of corpses in their wake.

But perhaps he had nothing to fear. Juampi was as big as Adrián, but, unlike Adrián, he belonged to one of those traditional families of San Isidro. His surname was well known in the influential sectors of politics, so it had not been difficult for him to enter the labour market as a serious economist with a master's degree in a multinational company in which he was in charge of a resources area responsible for handling a considerable amount of money. His parents had made him study in the best schools in Buenos Aires and he frequented the high circles mixed with the notable families of the upper classes. His girlfriend, for example, a beautiful blonde, would not leave him alone in the sun or in the shade because of the number of women who practically offered themselves to him like bunches of bunches. He had met many beautiful women because of their physical appearance with whom he had had multiple affairs, but none of them looked like the one Adrián had recently introduced him to. Inseparable friends since school days, they were both classic party louts who practiced all kinds of abuse on the poor weaklings of the class. Adrian and Juan Pablo attended the best parties as teenagers, where they made their early debut with those girls that everyone drooled over, the daughters of their parents' friends.

Fémur saw again that Juampi was saying something to him. The words came out quickly, and in whispers, but Fémur managed to hear the phrase "Remember what we talked about".

Then Ramiro seemed to calm down a little. And now, the face of anger was replaced by one of helplessness and resignation. His eyes became very bright, and even seemed on the verge of tears. Adri, for his part, whispered something in Susi's ear again. This time the boy heard it clearly, although he couldn't understand what she meant.

- See, I told you," said the guy who took him to that crazy house.

Susi looked at Ramiro, as if waiting for him to say or do something. But he didn't open his mouth or lift a finger. Then Adrian bent down, and as he did so, he pulled down Susi's underwear. It was a nice white thong that was now at ankle level. Juampi was still holding the boyfriend, though he was no longer resisting, and was whispering things in his ear, as if he were a little devil that had climbed up on his shoulder, to whisper wicked things to him.

Susana took a step forward, leaving the thong on the floor. Adrian took it.

- Let's go somewhere more comfortable," said the latter.

He grabbed Susi by the hand and prepared to leave the kitchen. When they both passed the groom, Adrian put the thong on his head, as if it were a hat.

- Be a good boy and keep it," he said.

Fémur thought that this exaggeratedly hostile attitude was going to spoil the nice evening that awaited them. But Ramiro just took the thong off his head and rolled it up in his hand. The boy went after the lovers, which he took the opportunity to caress Susi's ass, almost under her boyfriend's nose. When he told his friends what was going on, they wouldn't believe it. He was having the best start of the year of his life. He had always liked older women, and this one, in particular, was very hot; besides, Adrian had told him that she was a university teacher, which gave him a special morbid curiosity, since he had enrolled in the same university, and in the same career where she was teaching.

Ramiro could see the boy's eager hand groping Susi's smooth buttocks through her dress. Like his girlfriend, he felt the whole thing was getting out of control. When he came out of the bathroom and noticed their presence, he was ready to throw them out immediately. But Juampi had stopped him.

- Why are you getting angry? If you like it," he said.

- But it's one thing to play sex games, and another thing to do it in front of my wife's friends. That asshole Adrián was out of line," said Ramiro.

Juampi was 31 years old and his physical build and height matched the position he had played as Hooker in the club, the most traditional in San Isidro, along with Adrián, of course. Both had similar physiques although in Juampi's case he looked more worked out; there was almost no trace of fat on his physique, from the abs he sported under the tight T-shirts he wore when not dressed in his Italian suits he attended his daily board meetings in. On the door, his name appeared as manager of the finance division, which was dedicated to intervening in the field of stock markets in which he was an expert. As the saying goes, he had the grass cut in order to access a brilliant professional future.

When Adrián told him about his new friends, unlike Benito, Juampi didn't seem too surprised: he knew by hearsay the environment in which his friend's new friends were immersed and, used to adapting to new situations-as he was used to doing in his job subject to multiple and unexpected changes-he thought he could fit in perfectly as Adrián's second in command, a sort of lieutenant.

His friend aroused genuine curiosity when he told him about Susana and Ramiro to the point of wanting to meet the couple. Even more so when he saw a photograph of Susana. But he was far from desperate. His manner was very calm as he was demonstrating precisely at this moment.

- Don't be silly," Juampi insisted. It's just foreplay to make it more fun. Adri didn't do it with bad intentions, he did it for you. Let's do one thing. Let's go see what they're doing. If Susi doesn't want to, we'll stop everything. I'll help you myself. But if she's willing... Go on, cheer up.

Ramiro was very reluctant to allow it. And he hoped that Susi, after witnessing how Adrian had bothered him all night long, would be wise enough to refuse. But when he went into the kitchen, he found that he had not only Adrián on top of him, but the pendejo they had just met. When Adrian pulled down her thong, without her doing anything, she realised that there was nothing more she could do.

He felt violent, because he was being humiliated in his own home, but it was that very feeling that made the evening special. Ramiro was, in his daily life, too structured and routine, and such intense experiences made him feel alive.

He followed, along with Juampi, the three of them. They all met in the dining room. Now it was Fémur who took the initiative. He took Susi by the arm and led her to the table. He pushed the chair aside. Susi rested her hands on the headboard, where her boyfriend had been eating a few minutes ago, and bent down, as if she was about to do push-ups. She spread her legs apart.

Fémur turned to look at Ramiro. He confirmed that the man seemed eager to watch his wife being fucked. It was unbelievable that people like that existed, Fémur thought, but all the better for him.

He took a condom out of the pocket of his shorts. Adrian had been very insistent on that point with him, as he had been with Juampi before. Penetrations with Susana should always be with protection. He pulled down his shorts and boxer shorts in one swift movement. He opened the extra large condom packet, and put it on, with some difficulty.

Everyone took it for granted that having such an instrument was a blessing, but the truth was that it brought him a lot of problems. There were no clothes to fit his crotch, and he was forced to buy bigger sizes all the time. And besides, the sudden erections he used to get in the street, or when he went out dancing, were extremely difficult to hide. On top of that, contrary to what most men believed, such an exaggeratedly large member was not to the liking of most women. But on the other hand, he sometimes encountered some who had a fetish for it, or, as was now the case, cuckolds who fantasised about seeing a powerful cock thrust into their woman's slits.

Fémur lifted Susi's dress. The woman had an ass worthy of framing. She really was beautiful everywhere you looked. Maybe her tits weren't very big, but apart from that, she was perfect: her beautiful and intelligent face, her white skin with lots of moles all over, her warm smile, her vicious eyes, her long legs... And not to mention that there was a good chance that in the near future she would be his teacher. The idea excited him to no end: he imagined that this was the beginning of something.

His cock was already fully erect. He approached the woman, pointed his imposing barrel at her orifice and thrust.

Despite being so young, he was quite experienced. Once, when he was with a veteran prostitute, he gave his first thrust with such power that the woman writhed in pain, and angrily refused to continue fucking. From there he learned to go at a gentle but ever increasing pace, and above all, feeling how wide the female cavity was, to know how far it would hold. As he buried his huge worm in Susi, he felt that he was going through an extremely tight path, but something told him that it wouldn't take long for it to dilate, and so he could sink deeper into her. He grabbed her hips, withdrew his member, and thrust again. Susi moaned.

- Come, let's take a closer look," Juampi said to Ramiro.

They both sat on the chairs around the table, just inches away from the other two. Adrian, for his part, and unbeknownst to the others, had gotten his ass up, and now climbed up on the table, resting his ass on the tablecloth, and pressed his cock against Susi's. She reached out, grabbed it, and began to masturbate it.

She reached out, grabbed it, and began to masturbate it. She looked at her boyfriend, who nodded his head. She brought her red-painted lips close to the offered tool, stuck out her tongue, and licked the glans. She knew Adrian liked it when she did it that way. First playing with his head, which gave him the most intense pleasure, then moving on to the shaft and balls, and finally eating his cock. So he spat on that phallus, and watched the saliva slide down the shaft. But when she was about to lick it, the boy behind her, penetrated her now with more force, making her whole body shudder, and she let out a scream, thus preventing him from completing his oral task.

- Juampi, put on some music, we know how this slut likes to scream.

Susi looked at him, annoyed, but said nothing. Juampi turned on the TV in the living room, put on a music channel and turned the volume up to the maximum level.

In her short career as a hotwife, Susi had encountered a few big cocks, but this was something else. However, while it gave her some trepidation, she found that feeling that huge phallus plunging deeper and deeper into her sex gave her incredible pleasure.

Ramiro watched, hypnotized, as the powerful cock of that slim boy buried itself in the woman he loved. The minutes passed, and Fémur was increasing the power of his thrusts, until his instrument was lost halfway into Sami's depths. The woman, for her part, was beginning to enjoy herself so intensely that it was becoming impossible for her to take Adrian's cock in her mouth. Her torso was now fully resting on the wood, and her body writhed on it every time the boy thrust, and, as Adrian had predicted, moans came from her throat that gradually turned into more and more powerful screams.

Finally Adrian, with a certain disgust painted on his face, got off the table and put his trousers back on.

Femur was surprised at the woman's resistance. Certainly now her cavity felt more dilated, and slippery, yet it was clear that his cock was too much for her, and yet she endured stoically as he penetrated her with increasing vehemence. He spanked her, hard, and she enjoyed it. So that was it, the boy thought, the slut liked rough sex. He spanked her again, and kept shoving it in, again and again.

Anyone listening would think she was being tortured. However, Ramiro noticed, on his partner's face, incredibly, how much he was enjoying it.

- Shit, it's been ten minutes already," said Juampi, who was eating some chocolate dipped almonds, "Ten minutes of non-stop in and out. You have to have strength in your legs to go at that pace for that long".

It was true, Femur was riding his wife without even changing position, and although he already looked exhausted, he had endured a long time ramming her. Now that I saw him better, despite having a slim body, his legs were very muscular, in proportion to his girlfriend's shrimp, especially his thighs, which were very thick in relation to the rest of his body. The boy was behaving like a stallion, giving mass to Susi, who now had one leg up, and was resting her knee on the edge of the table. She was the first to need to change position. She turned around, and sat down on the table. She spread her legs.

-Evidently, Susi's very stubborn," said Juampi as he tasted what he found on the table, "you have to be proud Rami. Come closer if you want, your support will do her good"

From that new position, after that indication, Susi extended her hand. Ramiro took it tenderly. And he didn't let go when Fémur approached her again. He grabbed her by the waist, and pulled his monstrous cock closer, to thrust it in again. Ramiro felt the trembling in his girlfriend's hand as she received the prodigious member. And he kept feeling it again and again, every time he plunged into her. It was in this way that he could perceive a hint of the wild pleasure that this boy generated in Susi.

Fémur grabbed her tits, discovering that they were bigger than the baggy dress let on, and kept shoving it in again and again. Susi's howls were pornographic, but Ramiro knew they were not exaggerated. At one point she squeezed his hand very hard. Orgasm was very close. She looked into his eyes. Her lips opened, as if uttering a few words, but she didn't manage to say anything, although Ramiro did manage to understand her. "I love you," she had told him. And when she climaxed, with that beastly cock inside her, surrounded by those two assholes who treated him like a wimp, he recognised, as he had done many times before, that he also loved her madly.

Susi had been left lying on the table. Almost passed out after the intense orgasm she had had. Despite the fact that her whole body was filled with an indescribably pleasurable sensation, she was once again hit by the feeling that everything was slipping away from her, and that her relationship with Ramiro was hanging by a thread.

She remembered Rubén's attempt to get those guys off her back. Good old Rubén, a repressed gay man who had always loved her with paternal affection. He was one of the few who knew that she carried out these practices. Susi now thinks that she wishes she had taken them away. The boy called Rosco was very nice, and seemed very kind and polite. But the other two were being very overbearing. Just as it was happening to her, things were getting out of hand. She also remembered Manuel. Manuel Roncedo was a fifty-year-old who had helped them get into the cuckold world. If he knew the stupid things they were doing now, he would be very disappointed.

Manuel had been the first horn player they had ever had, when they finally decided to go down that road. Thanks to him, their first experiences were pleasurable. He had taught them the basic rules of this strange community of cuckolds and hotwives. One of the main ones was the five-date rule. Basically it was that a couple should not exceed that number of encounters with a given cuckold. After five dates, there was always someone who deviated from the main objective of the game, which was nothing more than having a good time and enjoying sexuality openly. The groom would become jealous of the goreador, the bride would become infatuated with the goreador, or the goreador with the bride. Or in the worst case, all three would happen at once. After the limit of encounters, things would inevitably start to go wrong.

-Yes sir," insisted Juampi after drinking the rest of the champagne from Ramiro's glass, who was still holding his girlfriend's hand, "more than a teacher, Susi is a real teacher, isn't she, Rami?

Susi felt a rush of pleasure at hearing him and seemed to be stimulated again by those provocative words. Adrian might be the ringleader but Juampi was handling the situation and her boyfriend from a distance, almost by remote control. Another of Manuel's tips had been that, while they were still novices, they should choose a very experienced bull, as a meeting between beginners did not usually have good results. Susi thought that Adrian's behaviour was perfectly applicable to that example. He wasn't exactly an expert. And even if Juampi wasn't, he was tipping the balance in his favour lately. Finally, another very important thing was to talk in detail, prior to the encounter, about what things would be allowed, and what would be the limits that those involved would not be willing to cross.

And now Susi had to admit that they had not complied with any of those rules. For a start, they had long since passed the five encounters. By now there was a lot of hostility between Adrian and Ramiro, and Adrian was obviously obsessed with her. To make matters worse, he didn't belong to the swinger scene. He had gone into such a club once, just to look around, and that's where he had met the couple. He didn't even have any previous experience as a bull, and that was why he found it so hard to abide by the basic rules of this world. Lately, the three of them had, on several occasions, given up agreeing in advance what they were going to do; on the contrary, Adrián liked to visit them unannounced. Ramiro would buy him drinks, and let him fuck his wife under his nose. As he had told her many times, he felt that all the pre-planning took a lot of the morbidity out of the situation.

On the other hand, there was Juampi.

Susi thought Juampi was much better looking than Adrián and even had a much better physique. The times they had fucked, she had felt that he had the gift of managing the times like no one else, when it came to making love, without ever getting desperate, even in front of a physique like hers. Susi had felt very cared for and it could be said that there had been an immediate chemistry between them. Ramiro had seen them, wild-eyed, the time they had gone with Adrián to the usual bowling alley; and Susi had agreed to go out dancing with him on the slow dance floor where he had squeezed the hell out of her for almost five songs. During all that time, Ramiro had watched his girlfriend being groped, even though there was not a single gesture of affection between them, other than Susi's head on Juampi's shoulder, letting him do it. In a moment of carelessness, when he went to get some drinks that he had bought to bring to Susi, he noticed, almost with a mixture of admiration and anguish - the kind of anguish that Ramiro used to enjoy as torture - that they were no longer on the dance floor and had gone to the reserved areas. At least, that's what Adrian informed him, and he grabbed one of the drinks Ramiro was carrying. "If you hurry... you might find the leftovers," he said with an evil son-of-a-bitch grin.

Upstairs, poor Ramiro saw in the thick, dense shadows, not only that Juampi had already taken action with his girlfriend, but that he was already ending the fight. How had it happened so quickly? He hadn't even had time to pass her the liners he had bought as usual at the kiosk on the corner of the bowling alley. After hearing the rales of his girlfriend's companion-from the doorway because Susi and Juampi had gone into the "couples only" area and a strict barkeeper prevented him from entering alone-Juampi appeared emerging from the darkness of the place. He had just put his shirt back on after what had been-at least that's what Ramiro could make out in the thick darkness-a succulent fuck with his girlfriend that looked like it wouldn't be his last. As soon as he saw it, Juampi took the glass Ramiro was holding in his hand: he sipped a good gulp. Ramiro waited a moment, the man was thirsty and then he waited another long moment but Susi didn't come out.

When he wanted to enter, the guard again prevented him from doing so: to do so, he had to wear the ribbon that Juampi had on his wrist.

"Wait... I'll give it to your girlfriend," said Juampi, handing him back the almost empty glass. But just before entering, he turned and looked at what Ramiro had in his hand, the box of condoms he had bought. "Thanks champ... you think of everything," Juampi said before taking it from his hand and going back into the room.

Ramiro felt a mixture of indignation and insane jealousy at the borderline abusive behaviour of his girlfriend's new friend. The kind of adrenaline and angst he was becoming practically addicted to.

Only an hour and a half later, when Susana came out of the room-her make-up smeared, her hair dishevelled and a murky smile explicit of the pleasure she had obtained-she saw Ramiro sitting in the armchair talking to the bowling alley employee who had not given in to let her in but with whom she had made good friends during the long wait. Susi looked at him with a face touched with love: her boyfriend had remained a stoic grenadier waiting for her. She gave him a short kiss and told him they could go.

"And Juampi?

"He says he'll be out later. There... it seems he's met someone else...", said Susana with a subtle smile, "it seems to me he'll have a lot more activity tonight, let's leave him."

Ramiro thought that was a great idea. After all, his girlfriend still wanted to be with him. They both walked down the stairs; he, visibly proud as a peacock to be on the arm of this real female, telling himself how much he loved her, and she, wondering if she would have been able to stand Juampi any longer. It wouldn't be long before the question was answered.

But on this New Year's Eve, they had gone to an extreme they should never have gone to. Susi was now reflecting deeply on the situation. Adrian had humiliated her boyfriend in front of his friends, in a context that had nothing to do with sex. He had kissed him on the mouth in front of everyone, and when Ramiro went into the bathroom, he had groped his buttocks in the courtyard, while everyone watched the fireworks. Luckily, the latter had not been noticed by anyone, but it put her in a very compromising situation, to top it off, when she had finished reprimanding him, her boyfriend showed up, noticing that something had happened.

And then he went to fuck her by force. Something that had nothing to do with the rules of the practice they were doing.

But she had her share of the blame too. She had let him put his hand in, sure that that would be all he would give her. But then he'd said those words to her. He had convinced her that Ramiro would accept everything. And indeed, that happened. When he appeared in the doorway of the kitchen, he looked annoyed, but did absolutely nothing when he saw Adrian reach inside her dress, and then pull down her thong. After all, he was going to let his girlfriend get fucked by the same guy who had made him feel bad in his own house.

- Wait, what are you doing? -she heard her boyfriend say, which brought her out of her reverie.

She shuffled her body. She still felt shaken from the incredible fuck she had just had. She noticed that Juampi and Adrián were holding Ramiro by both arms, as if they were two policemen taking a criminal to jail. Susi got off the table. She noticed that those two had pulled down her boyfriend's trousers. Ramiro had nothing to do with the two guys holding him. Only one of them could overpower him physically very easily. They dragged him over to Femur's side. The boy still had his erection at one hundred percent. The men struggled a little, until Ramiro gave in.

Now that the boyfriend seemed to have agreed to what they were going to do, Adrian let go. He went to the living room, and immediately returned with a small cushion that he left on the floor. He grabbed Susi's hand.

- Get down," he told her.

She did so. She knelt on the cushion. Fémur brought up his unlikely member, which he had already freed from the condom. It gave off a strong smell that Susi didn't dislike at all. Juampi pushed Ramiro, and placed him in front of her as well. The two cocks were inches away from her face. Both fully erect, both with visible pre-cum. But nevertheless, they were absurdly different. If you took into account both their thickness and their length, Fémur's was the equivalent of at least four of Ramiro's cocks. Now her boyfriend's small size was in evidence as never before.

She looked up. Ramiro was watching her with an expression like a child being forced to eat a food he didn't like. But she knew, from their experience, that despite giving that impression, later, when they were alone together, he would be completely pleased. Several times she had told him not to worry if he looked like that. It was just that the whole situation seemed to get the better of him at times, but that he enjoyed it very much. Seeing his powerful erection, everything indicated that deep down he was enjoying this humiliation.

To give him a little more joy, Susi grabbed hold of the boy's thick shaft, but pressed her lips to her beloved's cock. However, Adri stopped her. He grabbed her by the head, and spun her around, to meet the larger phallus.

As she took it in her mouth, Susi saw Ramiro out of the corner of her eye, who winked at her, to tell her it was all right. Few more beautiful images would he ever see in his life. His wife's pretty face invaded by that abnormal thing. Susi would have to open her mouth wide to take it in. The next day he would have a sore jaw, no doubt. Then she licked it all along. It would really take a long time to run his tongue over every pore of that thing.

Femur felt like a god, while that female, on her knees, sucked his cock, and her submissive boyfriend watched everything with a look of circumstance. The girl was a good sucker, but she didn't seem to be the type to lick balls. But today she would. Femur took the sex out of her mouth, moved a little closer and offered her his balls. They were gigantic, and they were full of cum that already wanted to come out. The sexy teacher seemed reluctant at first, probably because the testicles were so hairy. But she immediately took out her little snake tongue, and began to lick them. The sensation wasn't as intense as when her cock was sucked, but it felt very pleasant, and besides, he liked watching her do something she clearly didn't like very much. He loved that reluctant submission. Every now and then she had to pull out the hairs that were stuck on her tongue, which he found very amusing. While she was doing it, the slut kept jerking him off. She was a real expert. He loved to see her vicious little face while she was eating his balls.

- Your girlfriend is amazing. You're very lucky to have her," Juampi told him.

For the first time in a long time, Ramiro felt that a goreador seemed to understand him.

- I don't understand how you can let them eat your wife in your face. But count on me whenever you want," said Fémur immediately afterwards, between gasps, something that didn't sit well with the couple.

And then he couldn't take it anymore. He started to masturbate himself. Susi was waiting, kneeling, her mouth open and her tongue out, like a thirsty little bitch. The teenager unloaded all his cum, with a war cry, on the beautiful female face. It was very abundant. Susi spat out what had gone in, for she was in the habit of always receiving ejaculate in her mouth, to please men, but never swallowing it. Her chin was dripping with her own saliva mixed with the boy's semen, while the other, thicker jets slowly slid down her cheek and forehead.

And then the others put up their instruments. Both of them had their trousers down. They had watched the whole thing with fascination, but they also needed to unload, especially Adrian, who had been left wanting to be sucked. Although they were a good size, next to the boy's member they were insignificant. He thought he should give them a blow job, but apparently they couldn't take any more. The two squirts jumped out and went to his face. Now Susi looked like a porn actress, with an absurd amount of cum dripping all over her face.

Yes, it was a crazy night, unlike any other. But at the same time, thought Susana, very sobering in terms of certain conclusions she was beginning to draw. On crudely examining the facts, Susi realised that the greater share of pleasure had been due to the state of psychological subjugation of her boyfriend rather than the sexual act itself, something that had far exceeded her expectations of Juampi.

When her boyfriend had asked her, two months earlier, as they were leaving the bowling alley, if she thought it was a good idea to arrange a new meeting with Adrián's friend, she had answered in the affirmative without hesitation. What's more, the next day, Ramiro received a whatsapp message from his girlfriend. He told her that very early in the morning he had received Juampi's invitation asking if he could see her that same Sunday: it was obvious that his girlfriend had found him attractive enough to repeat the experience. Although he was surprised that he had given Juampi his mobile number - when his contact was actually Adrián - Ramiro didn't think it was a bad thing that he had gone ahead without consulting him and gave an implicit endorsement to Susana. By the way, Susana went out with Juampi on a Sunday stroll, in which, after a romantic afternoon in the Japanese Garden, they ended up in a four-star hotel where they were locked up for almost four and a half hours. A record even for Susi, who had already "tested" several men over the last two years.

That had been, without a doubt, another litmus test passed. When he met up with his girlfriend again, Ramiro thought he was overcome with horniness when he heard Susi's account of that evening with Juampi and felt an excitement equal to or greater than the experience of the previous night at the bowling alley. Susi immediately noticed that the effect on Ramiro was considerably greater than when Adrián visited them at her house on the spur of the moment.

After a week, Susana told him about a very serious proposal that Juampi had made to her. For a moment, he became visibly nervous: his temper was playing tricks on him again and he imagined all sorts of purely sexual things between his girlfriend and this new friend.

"No, silly... it's about you".

Ramiro didn't understand.

"He told me he thought a lot about you being unemployed and not getting a job despite how much you were kicking the streets".

The girl's boyfriend looked at her expectantly as if to elicit what his girlfriend was about to tell him.

"He tells me you could work as a night watchman... he'll tell the current caretaker, who is old, to retire. You'll be able to take over in a couple of days... isn't that wonderful, love? What do you think?

There was silence from him.

"I have to admit that I was surprised... I didn't expect this... I'll thank him," Ramiro said sincerely moved.

"Juampi thinks of everything", answered Susana.

For quite some time, and practically every day in those first weeks of Ramiro's night work at the company, Juampi had a clear path to visit Susi at her house every day, where he enjoyed an unprecedented intimacy, to which not even Adrián had agreed: in fact, to avoid complications, Adrián ignored that particular circumstance for a while; a masterful move by Juampi. Not only did he start to get to know Ramiro's girlfriend better, adapting to her tastes in bed, but they even had time to go out from time to time to different places, as a common couple would do: to dinner, to the cinema, to the casino, to dance and, of course, to fuck every blessed night.

When Juampi told Adrián what was really going on, apparently so as not to betray his trust as a friend, he did it cleverly by baiting him with the job he had offered Ramiro as a security guard, a spur for Adrián so that he could continue to humiliate him, which he often did. The shrewd economist knew that this would undoubtedly cause Ramiro's girlfriend more than one displeasure, in return for his supposedly disinterested gesture of help.

And besides, to tell the truth, in all that time, Juampi had already been several lengths ahead of his friend in Susana's opinion. In fact, after several weeks Susi did the maths and realised that Juampi had fucked her more than Adrián after all that time; maybe even more than Ramiro himself.

And yet, that night was going to be the most special of all. Susana went to clean her face in the bathroom, and when she returned in a matter of minutes, totally naked, she had her choice defined. She looked at Juampi who was talking animatedly with Ramiro.

- I hope you're not tired," she said as if referring in general to everyone present.

Ramiro noticed on the spot that his girlfriend had a very different attitude from the submissive and obedient one she usually had in those situations. Something had changed. They both liked the goreador to take the place of the dominant male, but now she looked haughty and brazen.

- Well, with a little help I'd be ready for round two," commented Rocco, whose cock was already a little swollen.

- No. You've had enough fun, señorito. Let Adrian have some fun.

Susi's exit left her boyfriend puzzled. Adrian looked disgruntled. He was well into his thirties, and had nowhere near the potency possessed by an asshole like Fémur, who could get an erection just a few minutes after finishing.

Susi stood against the wall, and spread her legs.

- If you don't do it now, you're going to have to leave. What good is a horny guy who won't fuck me," she said, bluntly.

Adrian moved closer to her, massaging his flaccid cock. He stroked her ass, for added stimulation. She felt his phallus swell, but still couldn't get it hard.

- What's the matter? Your friend doesn't work for you," she told him, "If you can't, let a real man do it," Susi added, scathing.

The woman's words destroyed what little effect she had achieved on his virile member. Adrian was now masturbating a totally soft cock.

- Dude, I have no use for an impotent bull man, better leave the turn to someone else," said Ramiro, feeling the taste of cold revenge. Femur let out a chuckle.

- What the fuck is wrong with you," grunted Adrian, "You'll see how I fuck her".

- Well, you took too long already," replied Susi. He turned around and looked at his limp member. You'd better come back another day. You might want to take a Viagra.

Susi had noticed a while ago that Adrian had to make an enormous effort to fuck more than once. She supposed that was why he had added Juampi first, and now Fémur. So that while the others were fucking her, they would give him enough time to get a second erection, and besides, no woman with so many guys would put him in the predicament of doing it a third time.

- You fucking whore," Adrian roared, his pride hurt, grabbing her roughly by the hair.

- Wait, Adrian! -Juampi exclaimed, when he pulled her hair so hard that she screamed in pain.

Rocco went to help her. But Adrian shooed him away with a push, without much effort. It was because of this distraction that he didn't see the blow coming. Ramiro, furious at seeing how his wife was being hurt, ran over in a few seconds and punched him with all his strength, just below the ear, which made Adrian's vision blur for a few seconds.

When he was able to recover, he set out to attack his enemy. Susi was scared to death. Her boyfriend had given him a good punch, but it was obvious that it had been a matter of luck. In a one-on-one fight, this guy would tear him to shreds. But when he reached out to grab Ramiro's neck, Fémur and Juampi stopped him.

- Calm down boludo, can't you see he doesn't want to? -said Juampi.

Ramiro saw, amused, the furious look on Adrian's face as his friends dragged him to the exit door. In the struggle, he managed to pull up his trousers. But this meant he could do nothing to stop them dragging him out. They listened to the other two arguing for a long time on the pavement, until Juampi seemed to convince Adrian to leave.

They waited for a car and when one stopped, they got in Adrian whose face was haggard. He and Fémur were the first to get into the car just before the door closed. At that moment, Juampi took out a piece of paper and gave it to Fémur: there was Adrián's address for the boy to take him.

Almost reluctantly, quietly, Rocco knew that Juampi was fucking him without vaseline: he still felt the desire and the intention to continue attacking that beautiful female offered on a platter by that unwary boyfriend, but the real eater would not be him. The car started up and Juampi went back to the house, meeting the couple inside again.

- What a crazy night," he commented, jocularly, "it seemed like it would never end.

- Do you want to spend the night here? -offered Ramiro. And then, realising that he hadn't consulted his wife, he added: "Excuse me, love, is that all right?

- Sure," she said, still naked. A new sensuality rushed through her body as she realised that her partner's unforeseen idea.

- Yes, I'd love to, but just to sleep, or...? asked Juampi with intention.

In response, Susi moved closer to him, gave him a fleeting kiss and grabbed his cock. Then, without looking at him, she reached out her arm to Ramiro, who obediently took his girlfriend's hand, and the three of them went to the bedroom.