Me, My Wife, and My Friend - 24

Beto laughed and agreed. He knelt on the bed beside me and asked Pat to lie on her stomach and put a pillow under her hips, so her little ass would be more exposed. He was absolutely delighted and ran his hand over Pat's glutes, feeling the texture of that round, firm ass, and ran his fingers down her crack. Pat was already moving with pleasure, and then he asked:

>"Wink your little asshole, Pat," repeating the request he'd made at the beach house.

And Pat did it, winking as if inviting him in, and when she pushed out, that pink skin that sits just inside the opening came into view. Beto wasted no time and gave it a lick. When he finished, I got the KY and spread it on her asshole, and started slowly sliding my index finger in. I had to take part too -- after all, she's my girlfriend. I put on more KY and used my thumb, massaging sideways, with the aim of relaxing the muscle.

Beto got the lidocaine and I gave him his turn. He started the same way I had and said it would take a few minutes to take effect. I looked at him like, "I didn't know you knew about this," and he smiled, showing he knew the subject. With a dick that thick, he must have used it with other girls. Since knowledge is power, I let him handle Pat's little asshole as he liked, and watched him slide in one finger and then two coated in lidocaine along with KY. Then he couldn't resist and went behind Pat and ran his dick over her pussy and carried the wetness up, running the head along her crack and pressing at the opening of her asshole just to tease, and went back to sliding his fingers in with KY and lidocaine. I went to kiss Pat and asked if she was enjoying it, and she smiled at me with a pleasured little face and said:

--"I'm loving it, babe. Go down on me while Beto puts the cream on."

And she opened her legs for me. I moved down, gave her tits a suck and buried my face in her pussy. From there I could see perfectly as Beto slid his fingers in slowly, playing with her asshole, giving the lidocaine time to work, and Pat ground slowly, enjoying my mouth and Beto's fingers in her ass. I put two fingers in her pussy and I could feel Beto's fingers pressing against the wall from the other side. Pat writhed with pleasure and said:

--"That's it, babe, lick me good, put your finger in my little pussy"... "so good, Beto, keep going," and she ground her hips.

Beto moved forward and ran his dick over her asshole again. The scene was really exciting, seeing Beto's dick so close up, pressing against Pat's little ring while I licked her clit. He leaned his body a bit closer to me and ran his dick over her pussy and ended up brushing against my fingers, which were there too. His dick got too close to my mouth, practically separated from it by my fingers, so I moved back a little, took my fingers out of her pussy and massaged her clit. I looked at him, and he smiled at me as if he were doing the most normal thing in the world, and ran his hand over my head, as if telling me to relax and enjoy the game. I was relaxed that night, maybe from the drinking, and I'd promised him days earlier that I'd let the games happen without worrying about consequences, so I let it ride to see how far he'd go. He held his dick with his left hand, and with his right kept sliding in lidocaine-coated fingers, massaging her asshole.

It didn't take long before he moved his dick higher and started touching my fingers again, now on her clit. I looked at him, laughing, as if saying "you're hopeless," and he took advantage of the moment, seeing I wasn't annoyed or pulling away, and took his hand off his dick and took mine and put it on his dick, and ran his dick along the length of her pussy while keeping my hand holding it. Pat noticed the movement and asked:

--"What are you two up to over there?"

-"Beto's being as filthy as you, putting my hand on his dick."

--"How hot, babe, get it nice and hard for my little ass."

Beto and I looked at each other and laughed, and I answered:

-"Okay, you dirty little thing."

I wasn't disgusted and I didn't want to ruin the game, so I let him be comfortable, and Beto, noticing I wasn't trying to take my hand off his dick, let go of my hand and ran his hand over my head and moved his hips so my hand would move on his dick. I didn't take my hand away immediately, I kept running my hand over it and squeezing, until I felt the game had gone far enough and I took my hand away and he moved his dick back, focusing again on numbing Pat's asshole. That must have lasted a minute or two, and then he asked Pat if she still felt his fingers in her ass, and she said:

--"It's feeling numb now, Beto, I think we can try."

Beto asked her to lie on her stomach again, and put both pillows under her hips. He positioned himself as in missionary, braced on one arm, aiming his dick at Pat's asshole, and started pressing. The head hadn't even gone in and Pat already had a pained face. I think he was mindful of what we'd agreed, and asked:

>"Does it hurt?"

And she said through her teeth:

--"It does, but you can keep going a bit more."

Then he asked me:

>"Julio, put on more lidocaine."

He couldn't do it himself because of the position he was in, and he didn't move his dick away from Pat's asshole. I got the tube and spread it on the area between the head of his dick and Pat's asshole, but I had to spread it properly, so I ran my finger over the head of his dick, spreading it. He kept pushing, and Pat kept complaining about the pain. I saw the head go in, but Pat was nearly in tears from the pain. He looked at me and I didn't know what to say, so he pulled out, and Pat relaxed her ass onto the pillows, and said:

--"God, that really hurt," and she looked at me, laughing at her own situation.

>"Pat, lie on your side again."

And she did, lying on her side and bending her legs. Her asshole already looked more open than usual. Beto started all over, putting lidocaine and KY on his fingers and sliding them into her ass, first one, then two and three fingers. Pat was taking the fingers better, and Beto rubbed her clit slowly, sliding all 3 fingers all the way in, then put more KY on the head of his dick and went to push in again. He put a pillow under her hip and knelt, legs apart, dick aimed at her asshole. He touched the head to it and started pushing, and asked Pat to wink her asshole again. I almost lay down to watch up close the saga of Beto's dick against Pat's ass, and he said:

>"Go on, wink that lovely little asshole, my dick's going in."

And Pat made the effort with her ass, and was visibly in pain, but didn't say anything. Beto pushed in and out, very slowly, and suddenly a good part of his dick was already in. Pat asked:

--"Is it in a lot already?"

>"A little less than half, but I'm going really slowly, okay?"

--"Okay," and she called me: "Babe, it hurts, but I want to give it up to him."

I went to kiss her, and I could see she was still a bit tipsy. She was fully aware of what was happening, but the alcohol was still speaking loudly in her brain.

Beto kept pushing in gradually, but I think he preferred not to put it all in. After fucking very slowly, and Pat getting used to it little by little, he started increasing the speed, but leaving a couple of inches out. Pat no longer had a pained expression, and she turned her face to him and asked:

--"Are you enjoying fucking my little ass?"

>"I'm loving it, you little slut. What a tight, delicious ass. Whose little ass is this?"

Finally Pat let out a little laugh, and answered:

--"It's yours, gorgeous."

>"And are you enjoying being wrecked?"

--"It still hurts a bit, but it feels good. Are you enjoying watching, babe?"

I looked at her like someone who doesn't know the answer, and said:

-"I want to see if I'll still be able to play with it afterward."

And Beto smiled and stretched out his hand for us to bump. I smiled at him and we bumped fists, and then Pat said to me:

--"Come here, babe, I want to suck you."

I moved over to her, my dick had been hard the whole time, and I said:

-"I'm close to coming, I've been holding off since this morning."

--"Poor thing, come in my mouth, babe."

And while Beto fucked Pat's ass, she sucked me, and pretty quickly I said I was going to come. I took my dick out of her mouth and stroked myself facing her, coming on her cheek, her lips, her ear, her hair. Satisfied at last, I lay down on the bed and left her face all smeared. Moments later Beto said he wanted to come too, and Pat said:

--"Come in my ass, Beto. I want to feel your cum in there."

I moved from where I was and went to watch Beto fucking. He sped up his movements and started groaning, coming inside Pat's ass, and stayed there breathing deeply, smiling at me and at Pat, and said:

>"What a delicious ass, Pat. I'm going to want more of that."

He pulled his dick out of Pat's ass, and when it came all the way out I saw the gap left behind, with the rim stretched. He saw I was struck by it and took hold of the sides of her crack and spread it, showing the hole that had been left. Then the cum started appearing. He let go of her cheeks, the hole closed a bit and the cum slowly ran out, dirtying the sheet. Pat lay still, watching my astonished face. "Poor thing, my girlfriend's asshole, it would never be the same again," I thought. I lay down beside her, and Beto lay on the other side. She laughed at me and turned toward Beto, saying:

--"God, what a thick cock. I thought it was going to tear me open."

>"But in the end did you feel pleasure?"

--"In the end I liked it, you big-dicked thing," and she went to kiss him.

Pat had wiped my cum off her face with the sheet, but you could still see a bit, especially in her hair, and Beto had definitely seen it. I watched the two of them moving in to kiss. They gave each other a quick kiss, but with tongue, and when the kiss ended he glanced at me and said, laughing:

>"You like it, don't you, Julio?"

I had nothing to answer. He knew I'd been hoping he'd kiss her with cum on her face. I just smiled at him too, and Pat asked, not understanding what was going on:

--"What is it? I don't get it."

>"And you're a dirty little thing, coming to kiss me with Julio's cum on your face."

--"Ahh, are you two still on that? I kissed you because I felt like it, gorgeous."

Pat said that with such innocence that it showed it was something unimportant to her. Then she turned to kiss me too. We kissed the same way and she said:

--"You two are the most delicious men in the world. I want these two cocks forever. Will you let me, Julio?"

-"I will, you dirty girl, but you have to find a little pussy for me too."

--"You have Fabi, silly. Beto will allow it, right?"

>"No, Fabi is mine only."

We laughed at the joke and Pat went to the bathroom to clean up, and Beto and I went to the pool area.

We talked while we waited for Pat. Beto was radiant with happiness. His dick hadn't even gone completely soft, and from the way we were talking, he was still turned on. While I adjusted the temperature of the jacuzzi, he praised the night we were having, and I agreed, and then he got into the jacuzzi and I sat on the edge. I think it would look bad, two men alone enjoying a jacuzzi. When Pat arrived I got in with her and we sat side by side facing Beto. The three of us had our legs naturally brushing against each other, because of the small space. I poured in the bubble bath and the tub quickly filled with foam. We chatted about nothing in particular, until Pat got into the subject of the sex:

--"Guys, my little ass is kind of numb, kind of sore, and when I put a finger in, it's kind of open."

Beto laughed, and I felt sorry for Pat and said, joking:

-"I said Beto was going to ruin my toy."

--"You say that but you love fucking Fabi's ass, you filthy thing."

I looked at Beto and we smiled at each other, and I said:

-"Fabi's little ass is lovely, but yours is tighter -- or rather, it was, right, babe?"

--"It'll go back to normal later, unless Beto wants to fuck it every time."

I got a fright at that sentence and protested right away:

-"None of that, don't even start," I laughed and said, "I'm laughing but I'm serious. I want my toy nice and tight again."

Pat laughed and said:

--"I'm messing with you, babe, I only said it to see that jealous little face," and she came to hug me and kiss me.

Beto said something in the middle of that conversation, but mostly he was smiling at what we were saying, and all of a sudden he stretched his leg further between mine and I felt his foot touching my balls and my dick, which was soft. I got a fright and looked at him; maybe it was accidental, but he smiled at me and kept moving his foot and said:

>"Julio, next time you fuck Pat first, then you'll get it nice and tight."

Since the tub was full of foam and the jets were running, Pat couldn't see anything, and she said:

--"Babe, Beto was cruel to my little ass. For now I don't want to do it again, because it hurt a lot. If one day I want to, you'll fuck me first, okay?"

I liked that proposal, and if it were up to me she wouldn't want to any time soon, so I agreed with her. Beto kept laughing and joking that he wanted to do it again, and we carried on talking in a tone of disagreement -- and while we disagreed, we laughed at what was happening underwater without Pat knowing, and she looked more and more like she didn't understand, and my dick was already gaining volume from that game, and then Pat said:

--"You two are being strange, what are you plotting?"

Maybe she thought we were speaking in code so she wouldn't understand, but I gave the game away:

-"Take hold of my dick, babe."

The moment she took hold, she felt Beto's foot there brushing my dick, and said, delighted:

--"Wow, Julio, you two are frisky, and me missing out on your little party. How hot!" and she smiled, running her hand over my dick and over Beto's foot and leg.

-"This Beto is hopeless. Always up to something new, just like you, and I end up going along with it."

--"And you end up liking it, don't you, gorgeous? Beto was always affectionate with you. Are you enjoying it, babe?"

How could I say no, with my dick getting hard?

-"I think so, I don't know, Beto's just showing off."

She ran her hand over Beto's dick and saw it was hard and said:

--"But it's unfair, Beto, he took hold of you with his hand. You have to return the favor the same way."

>"Do you want that, Julio?" he asked, laughing.

No, I wasn't in the mood for that kind of game. Him jerking me off in the jacuzzi beside my girlfriend wasn't in my list of fantasies. It would be a very odd scene, to say the least, so I declined:

-"No, it's fine, Beto. Pat's the one obsessed with these fantasies."

--"I love it, babe, seeing you two enjoying me and enjoying each other too," and she hugged me to kiss me, and got on all fours with her ass turned toward Beto while she kissed me.

I noticed Beto was already running his hand over her little ass, and we lingered over the kiss so Beto could enjoy her ass, so I stayed there kissing her, running my hand over her tits, stretched my hand out and reached her stomach. Beto's foot was still between my legs but still, and it was his hand that was working on Pat's ass, and her on all fours feeling his touch -- and suddenly she gave a little jump forward and said:

--"Ow, Beto, it's sensitive, don't put it in," and she laughed at me.

He'd tried to put a finger in her ass to assess the damage. She turned around, gave him a kiss and got out of the tub and went to take a shower. The bathroom had a glass wall facing the area where we were. I decided to take a dip in the pool. When she started showering she looked at us, smiling. Beto wasted no time and followed Pat into the bathroom. I stayed in the pool watching the two of them shower together. I felt like a Big Brother viewer, still in the pool, very discreet, to leave them free to act naturally, as if I weren't watching.

At first it was normal, her under the shower and him facing her, talking, laughing, and then she took the soap and started running it over his chest, and worked down, and soaped his dick, making stroking motions, then turned him around and soaped his back. At that moment she looked at me and smiled, as if inviting me. I enjoy watching Pat being sensual, and seeing Beto drooling with lust over her, but the steam on the glass was already making it harder to see, and it was going to get worse. So I decided to mark my territory too and went to the bathroom. When I got there Beto was already behind her soaping her back.

--"I thought you weren't coming, babe. Beto's giving me a bath."

>"I'm going to wash this little ass so we can play more in a bit," he said, showing off.

--"Not back there, Beto, I'm sore. You can just use the soap."

And Beto laughed at me and went to soap Pat's little ass and kept running the soap and pushing his hard dick against her ass. I got another bar of soap and went to soap her front:

-"Let me soap you too, because Beto is taking my place as your boyfriend."

I said that to show that, although I liked our games as a three, I was aware of the growing intimacy between the two of them. Pat shot back immediately:

--"I don't want Beto as a boyfriend, babe. He's too much of a player for my taste."

>"Me? Why?" Beto said, trying to defend himself.

--"Ahh, Beto, you give those friends of yours too much encouragement. They get all smiley and you keep the conversation going. One day Fabi's going to catch you and then you'll see."

>"But they're just friends, Fabi knows that."

--"And there's the sneaking out you do at night. Only God knows where you go."

>"It's only on football nights that I go out for a beer with friends. Julio's been with me."

--"But Julio behaves, and if he did what you do, he'd see whether I wouldn't go sneaking out too, right, babe?"

There it was, I'd been dragged into the first three-way relationship talk of my life. Did Pat say what she thinks about Beto to justify to me that she had no interest in him as a boyfriend, or was it a little jealous scene? There was no way to ask that right there, and when Patrícia starts asserting herself, the best solution is to agree to avoid worse. We kept soaping Pat to keep her calm, and I said:

-"Yeah, and I'll keep my phone on in case the police come looking, right?"

Pat and I laughed at each other and gave each other a peck, because she knows she's the police -- so she turned to Beto and took hold of his dick, with her back to me, and said:

--"Hey, gorgeous, we can't date, but my little pussy loves dating your little friend."

Beto didn't say anything, he just pulled her in for a greedy kiss under the shower, one of those that gave me chills of jealousy and lust. Beto came in with both hands squeezing her ass and pulling her cheeks up. At that moment I saw her little asshole with the rim looser, and while they kissed, as usual, I was analyzing our conversation.

It isn't easy hearing your girlfriend say those things, but it was never news that she liked giving it up to him. Besides, Fabi said the same things to me. At the end of the day I thought it worked out fine. We talked about a crucial subject for me, which is the intimacy between the two of them, and it was well understood that their relationship is, or should be, only sexual. When the two of them finished the kiss, they gave each other a few more pecks, laughing, Beto called her gorgeous, and Pat turned to me and said:

--"Now I want to kiss my stud, the love of my life."

I liked being remembered, and we had a kiss as passionate as the one they'd just had. At the end of the kiss she asked:

--"Are you going to let Beto's little friend date my little pussy?"

-"Only you could come up with something like that," I smiled, giving her a peck, in a tone of consent.

--"Gorgeous, come under the shower so I can soap you too."

Beto moved aside and I got under the shower. While Pat soaped me, Beto ran his hand over her ass and his dick against her hip, and we enjoyed it and everyone laughed, then she hugged me to soap my back, and Beto wasted no time and ran his dick between the two of us, touching my waist and Pat's stomach. I looked at him, laughing, and said:

-"Fuck's sake, Beto, you're hopeless."

Pat, smiling, said:

--"Let him, babe, I like feeling the two of you close together."

Beto moved further forward, putting his whole dick between the two of us. He hugged us and gave Pat a kiss on the cheek and said:

>"Julio, you have the best girlfriend in the world," and he said to her, "look how you've changed, huh, Pat."

--"Are you enjoying it, Beto?"

>"I'm loving it, filthier every day."

He said he was going to the bedroom. He got a towel and left and I stayed being a couple with Pat in the shower. We had a good make-out, and I said:

-"I thought we were going to fuck you here in the bathroom."

--"I think he wanted to leave us alone for a bit. Beto respects you a lot."

-"Yeah, Beto really is a great friend."

--"And I'm loving seeing you two together, without avoiding each other."

-"Your fault. I don't know where your filthiness is going to end."

--"Babe, sometimes I surprise myself. I never imagined I'd feel lust with a woman, or that I'd like having sex with you and another man."

-"And when you're alone with me, what do you feel?"

--"Then we make real love, gorgeous. I've got the best man in the world all to myself."

-"And you're the best and filthiest woman in the world."

We kissed again and went to the bedroom. Pat got the other towel and I dried off with a bathrobe. Beto greeted us with a smile. Pat lay on her stomach and Beto took hold of the back of her neck and started a massage.

While he gave the massage we talked, and then he got to her back and Pat untied the towel, leaving it loose over her back and her ass, and we kept talking and Beto's hand kept moving down, taking the towel with it, until his hand was squeezing Pat's glutes under the towel, and my dick was already getting hard watching the scene. Pat had her face turned toward me, definitely enjoying my face full of jealousy and lust. The scene was more exciting with his hand hidden under the towel than it would have been if she were naked. Until he pulled the towel all the way down, showing Pat's little ass and her crack. He spread her cheeks so we could see her little asshole, with the rim looser, showing the damage it had taken half an hour earlier.

Pat looked at me and took hold of my hard dick and massaged it too, praising the massage, and said:

--"I'm going to end up falling asleep with this lovely massage."

>"Then I'll do more later. I want one last round before bed."