Me, My Wife, and My Friend - 26

We spent an intense night at the motel, packed with new adventures. Pat gave herself to Beto like never before and my jealousy went through the roof, right along with how turned on I was. As much as the two of them kept building more intimacy, I didn't feel my relationship was under threat. Pat always made her love for me clear, and when she talked about Beto it was in a sexual sense -- she never showed any interest in being with him in any other kind of couple's intimacy, like a dinner or a walk along the beachfront, for example. Even so, after a night like that, it would be good for us to have some time alone to keep straight what's a relationship and what's an adventure.

On Tuesday, as always, Beto and I met up at the pickup game, and I asked how things went with Fabi. He said Fabi had cleared him to be with us on Saturday, since she'd be on shift, but she didn't like him showing up at her place visibly worn out from the night he'd spent with us. It had nothing to do with me or Pat, but the way she saw it Beto should have rationed his energy, so I said:

-"remember the first time this happened (part 7)? Fabi asked Pat not to let you fuck her on Saturday, so you'd show up on Sunday and take all that pent-up horniness out on her. This time you were dead on your feet, she must have been annoyed about that."

>"true, I really did overdo it, but Pat was being way too much of a troublemaker, egging us on the whole time."

-"but did it end up all right with Fabi?"

>"we had sex but there's still a bit of resentment left over. It'll pass with time."

-"okay. Let me ask you something -- what was that deal with you two having sex while I was asleep?"

>"man, the second I saw you in the doorway with that face on, I thought we were in trouble, but we didn't do anything major until you woke up, and actually we wanted you to wake up. But let me explain: I woke up first and Pat was asleep face-down between the two of us, and I was running my hand over her back and her ass. Then she woke up and I lay on my side on the mattress facing her and started squeezing her back, giving her a massage and rubbing my dick against her. I figured you'd wake up, so I kept going, ran my hand over her ass, and then you know how it is, I was feeling up her little ass and my dick was already hard, and then she grabbed my dick too and we got out from under the blanket and started making out. I thought you were going to wake up, but it was cold so we went to the pool area. We made out there, and I put her on the chair, ass up, and ate her out, and I even gave her ass a few slaps, that was so you'd wake up, then she sucked me, and then, hey, we were naked and we couldn't hold back -- she lay down on the chair and I started fucking her and we were being loud, she asked me to slap her face, so I gave her a few, and we kept fucking slow so you'd show up, and then you showed up in the doorway. Were you actually annoyed or was it just an act?"

-"Beto, I was annoyed but it passed fast. Waking up and seeing your girlfriend having sex is tense, but I was turned on too -- before I showed up I was hiding behind the curtain watching you two. I think I woke up from your slaps."

>"damn, you made a face that had me thinking it was going to blow up."

-"no, that was more about not letting Pat get too comfortable thinking she can do that whenever she feels like it."

>"speaking of hiding, what about that idea of you leaving her with me and watching from somewhere hidden?"

-"we can do it further down the line. The problem is her finding out afterward and thinking she was spied on. You know what she's like, she won't like it."

>"we could do it at my place, in my room. If I take some shelves out of the wardrobe you could watch through the little holes in the door. If you don't make any noise she'd never find out."

-"you're already dying to fuck her again, aren't you?"

>"come on, Julio, Pat's hot, but I'm not suggesting it just for me. I want you to enjoy the game too."

-"I don't know why, but this watching thing turns me on. Just thinking about it gets me going, but it'd have to be further down the line. I want to enjoy Pat on my own for a few days -- you've fucked her plenty for now," and I laughed.

>"quit messing around. Whenever you want, we can spend a night with Fabi too."

-"you're too much, man. But I don't think Pat would like the idea, and I want to spend some time enjoying her without any fights."

>"fair enough. I'm going to give Fabi some attention too, and when the time's right we'll set something up."

-"Beto, let me ask you one last thing: have you noticed any different behavior from Pat toward you, like something beyond friendship?"

>"no, man, we were drunk the whole night. Even if either of us said anything, you couldn't take it seriously. Only Sunday morning were we more sober, and there was nothing different. Why?"

-"it's just that you two had a make-out session on Saturday that gave me chills, out of lust and out of worry too."

>"that was because she'd asked to be treated like a whore, so you saw me shove my dick in her mouth and she complained and asked for some tenderness, so we got into that make-out. But everybody there was drunk. Look, you worry for nothing. I think I've figured out Pat's deal -- can I be straight with you?"

-"of course, go ahead."

>"from what I can tell about Pat, she likes giving it up. She can give it to you and be satisfied, but if there's another dick available she's going to want that too, and because she's affectionate it's going to look like she's interested in me, but no -- what she wants is more fucking. Man, if she gives it to you and to me and there's another buddy in the room, you're going to think she's interested in the buddy, because she'll go up to him all affectionate and give it to him too."

-"fuck, Beto, that makes sense, but then I'm screwed. How am I supposed to keep up with her?"

>"screwed my ass, you've got the best woman in the world. Pat is beautiful, she's affectionate and she's filthy. On top of that she's full of fantasies, every other minute she wants a different game, and you enjoy her fantasies too -- you just have to relax more and let things happen. Fabi's got a lot of fantasies too, it's just that she wears out and likes to sit back and watch, and Pat can take a lot more fucking. If we spent the night with Fabi she wouldn't manage half of what Pat gave us."

-"it makes sense. I never imagined Pat would turn out this filthy. She used to be kind of a square, remember?" and Beto laughed in agreement. I went on: "and then there are the crazy fantasies too, like me touching you, and you even say to my face that you were liking it -- it's unbelievable," and I laughed too.

>"I figured you were liking it too, and Pat loved it, so everything's fine. And afterward I touched you too. Maybe now she'll even stop asking, and move on to the next fantasy," and he laughed.

-"did you notice she put your dick between our mouths while we were kissing?"

>"yeah, I felt the two of you kissing and licking my dick. It felt amazing. I wanted to see, but Pat was on top of me. Over at Fabi's place (part 20) I thought you were going to do the same thing when I was kissing her."

-"I noticed you didn't pull your face away, but I didn't want to push it. You're crazy, you take everything in stride."

>"I was going to let it happen because it was you, and Fabi would have been all over it, you can be sure of that. But it's like she said, it would never happen with someone we didn't trust. And Pat must have loved it too -- did she say anything to you afterward?"

-"no, she just laughed in the moment, same as when I touched you. We just slept on Sunday and had one for the road before I took her home. We haven't even talked yet. I think I'll go over to her place tomorrow."

>"cool. Shall we head in?"

-"yeah, good talk."

As always, it was really good talking to him. Without having to ask him a single direct question, I could tell that on his side there was no romantic feeling for Pat worth worrying about, and on Pat's side, Beto had put a name to that 'hunger for dick,' which made sense. Sometimes she gave the impression of being interested in him, but it was apparently just the urge to fuck, and she'd already told me that more than once, saying she liked having sex with Beto but he was just a friend and nothing more. Everything clicked into place and gave me more confidence where Pat was concerned, and if that thing happened with the two of them having sex while I watched from hiding, I could put to rest whatever doubt was still left.

On Wednesday I went to Pat's place to sleep over, and as always I watched part of the game on that garbage channel with my father-in-law and then went to Pat's room. She was waiting for me on the bed with the most beautiful smile in the world, longing for a hug, for some affection. We kissed a lot, swore our love, and moved on to sex. I got her naked, gorgeous, all mine, and ate her out a good long while, then I sat on the bed and put her on all fours facing me, sucking me off with her ass up in the air, and I started picturing Beto behind her fucking her while she sucked me. It's crazy -- I wanted to take a break but after so much sex with three or four people, these thoughts just came out of nowhere. I remembered to check the state of her little asshole, and I did that at the first opportunity. I put her ass-up and kissed my way from her back down to her pussy, and came back up to her ass, wetting a finger with spit and pressing. It was normal, nice and tight again. Pat caught on and asked me:

--"is it still open, babe?"

-"no. It's normal, nice and tight again. Can I fuck it today?"

--"you can, delicious, it's all clean and waiting for you."

I didn't waste any time and started fucking her pussy in missionary, and we were saying all those words of encouragement, with Pat calling me a stud, a big-dicked stud the whole time, saying my dick was reaching her womb, and I can't tell you whether she was being sincere or saying it to please me, but it was good to hear, until she came once, we kept going and she came again and I asked to fuck her ass. I put the KY on and slid my dick in. I didn't fuck her ass all the time, since there are some hygiene limitations, but from what I could tell it was normal, and tighter than Fabi's -- so either Fabi had a more easygoing sphincter, or hers was looser from taking so much of Beto's cock. After I came in her ass and we washed up, we lay down on her bed, spooning, and chatted:

-"I missed having you all to myself."

--"me too, I missed making love with you."

-"sometimes I don't understand how I let Beto touch you."

--"he can fuck me, but I'm yours, my stud."

When she talked like that it was like a shot of adrenaline that made my hair stand up. I kissed her and she went on:

--"remember how it started, babe? I always thought Fabi was really forward sexually, and when I saw you having sex with her I got butterflies, I was scared of losing you."

-"it started with you seeing Beto's hard dick and getting greedy, you dirty girl."

--"Julio, I was blown away by how thick it was. If I'd been single I'd have found a way to grab it right there in the bathroom."

-"you little slut, you love that big dick of his."

--"and you love Fabi's big tits and that big clit of hers, you dog."

I laughed and we kissed. I figured it was a good moment to check their story about the motel that morning, and said:

-"and what about that whole thing of having sex with Beto while I was asleep?"

--"I woke up with Beto stroking me, and we stayed there in bed, but it was cold and I wanted to try out the sex chair, so we went over there, and then we were just playing around until you showed up."

-"and if I hadn't woken up?"

--"oh, babe, then I don't know. I think we'd have played around a bit and come back to bed and woken you up," and she laughed.

-"I think you were enjoying having him to yourself."

--"I was enjoying everything, babe, I loved being with both of you, and being alone with him was good too, there's a different adrenaline to it, like when I was with him in your living room and you were with Fabi in the bedroom (part 17). We play these games to try out different things, right?"

-"yes, yes, I agree, it's just that I'm more cautious and you're filthier."

--"I'll admit that, but I know that deep down you like it, delicious."

-"let me tell you something: I was hiding behind the curtain watching you two."

--"mmm, you dirty little thing, that's why you already had a hard-on when you showed up in the doorway."

-"you're very sharp, Pat. You noticed and you weren't even worried about getting caught."

--"no, babe, we weren't doing anything behind your back. There was no reason for me to be worried."

-"true, gorgeous. This conversation has given me a hard-on again."

--"come fuck your little pussy, Julio, I want to come on that big dick again."

We had sex one more time, very quietly, since it was already past midnight, and then we went to sleep.

Pat came over to my place on Saturday. My parents were home, which was good because it kept us from being tempted to bring Beto over. That evening we went to the mall, and when we went to get something to eat we ran into Lorena with a friend in the food court. For anyone who doesn't remember, I introduced Lorena back in part 8: I met her because she dated a friend of mine a while back. She's a pretty blonde with a nice body, and implants, which made me especially drawn to her, since I'd never touched a breast with implants.

Several months back, at an off-season carnival party, Lorena had given signs she had a bisexual thing for Pat, when she grabbed Pat's breasts while Pat was adjusting her carnival top in the bathroom, but at the time Pat didn't understand anything about the liberal lifestyle and pretended she hadn't noticed that touch on her breasts. After that Fabi came into our lives and made Pat understand and enjoy a bit of girl-on-girl play, and in part 13, at the club, Pat grabbed Lorena's breasts too and there was a vibe, but it never went any further.

This time we ate together, and finally the two of them exchanged numbers and agreed to set up some kind of get-together to talk more. I noticed Pat and Lorena looking at each other several times with that 'something extra,' but I played dumb. I don't know if Lorena's friend noticed.

When we said goodbye, we talked about how the two of them had been looking at each other, and I asked Pat if she was going to call and set something up. Despite being wary because Lorena is my friend, Pat said that if Lorena was up for going out with the two of us, she'd be into it. I got excited and encouraged Pat to arrange something with her.

That Saturday night we worked Lorena into our sex, the same way we used to do with Beto. Pat started it:

--"you dirty little thing, you want to suck on those great tits of Lorena's?"

-"mmm, they must be delicious, I'm going to suck them a good long while, together with you -- how about that?"

--"let's suck them together, handsome. I've already felt them, they're firm. I wonder if she's got a big clit like Fabi?"

Guys, Pat and I had never fantasized about Fabi during our sex. It was always Beto, and I was liking seeing Pat show that she was into a woman too. I decided to probe Pat's tastes:

-"which do you like better, if she's got a big clit like Fabi or a tiny one like yours?"

--"I liked Fabi's big clit, delicious, but if it's a tiny one I'll like that too, because I've never tried it. What about you?"

Of course I was diplomatic in my answer:

-"I prefer a smooth little clit, easy to suck. Are you going to like watching me suck it?" I asked her the question she always asks me, and she broke into a smile.

--"I'm going to suck it together with you, then you can put it in that tight little pussy of hers and I'll suck you and her at the same time."

-"you dirty girl, you like dick and pussy, don't you, you little slut?"

--"I do, delicious. You can come in her mouth and I'll kiss her with your cum in it."

What hot fantasies, guys. We had sex fantasizing about Lorena and came good and hard, exactly like when we fantasized about Beto.

Our Sunday was normal. We woke up late, took a walk along the beachfront, had lunch at home, had sex and I took her home, and the week went by normally too, and midweek Lorena and Pat talked on the phone and ended up planning a beach day on Saturday. Let me remind readers that I live in a beach city. Pat told me she'd floated a few hints on the phone, saying Lorena had looked gorgeous at the mall, and got the compliment returned, and said they hadn't been able to talk properly because her friend had been right there, and Lorena agreed with a smile on the phone. It looked like the weekend would bear fruit, and the beach was a great call, because I'd never seen Lorena in a bikini and it would be my chance to inspect the merchandise more closely.

I invited Beto to come along with Fabi, but she'd be on shift Friday night until seven on Saturday morning and would come off it dead tired. Fabi said she was missing us, and that she'd like to go out with us that night to get something to eat. Since my parents were going away, we ended up arranging for Fabi to sleep over at my place with Beto afterward. The weekend was promising.

As for Lorena, despite the signs, we didn't know whether she'd be up for anything real with Pat, let alone whether she'd accept me taking part. Our best shot was getting Lorena over to my place after the beach, so I picked Pat up on Friday night and we went to the supermarket and bought some beers and Smirnoff Ice to take in the cooler, to loosen her up a bit at the beach. We got to my place that night and Pat had even brought comfortable clothes to lend Lorena for the afternoon at my place, and she also brought that same indecent bikini she'd bought to wind Beto up (part 6).

We had sex fantasizing about our plan to seduce Lorena again.

In the morning Pat called Lorena and we arranged to pick her up at her place, and before heading out we got lunch ready -- it just needed heating up. The only way our plan was going to fail was if Lorena genuinely didn't want it. We picked Lorena up and drove in my car making small talk, what everybody does for a living, that kind of unimportant stuff.

At the beach, while the two of them undressed and spread out their sarongs, I was setting up my chair and the cooler. I tried not to stare at Lorena so the vibe would stay natural, but she noticed when I looked at her. Pat was a spectacle too, in that little bikini. The two of them lay on their backs, propped up on their elbows, and I was beside them in my sunglasses chatting and taking stock of Lorena's attributes. Pat put sun oil on from the waist up and asked me to do her legs. I knelt on her sarong and started putting the oil on, and ran a finger over her little pussy, inside the bikini. Pat gave me a smile and said:

--"stop it, babe. You dirty thing!"

Lorena's attention was drawn by what Pat said, and I said with a smile:

-"it's this bikini's fault, I couldn't resist."

Lorena propped herself up higher, smiling at us, and by then I was already oiling Pat's thigh, and she said (symbol: **)

**"I want a boyfriend who lets me wear a bikini like that," and she laughed.

--"they let you, you just have to know how to bend these tough guys," and she laughed at me.

**"I'm kidding, girl, I don't want a boyfriend at all right now. I'm very happy single."

--"but there are moments when you get the urge to have someone by your side."

**"for those moments I've got a no-strings thing going. We go out together every now and then."

--"ahh, I didn't know. I always saw you as single."

**"he's from another city, he comes here for work or for us to see each other."

--"nice, we should all go out together sometime."

I offered the two of them a drink and they each took a can of beer. I took one too and we chatted a bit, but it was tricky to get onto the subject we wanted, so I went over to the kiosk to order a portion of fries and left the two of them talking. When I came back they were livelier, already on their second can, talking and smiling. At that moment I didn't know what the two of them had talked about while I was buying the fries, but Pat told me later that the two of them had drifted into complimenting each other's bodies, and the conversation went more or less like this:

**"you must have a great mouth, Patrícia."

--"I want to give you some kisses too, but we can't here. When we leave here we're going to Julio's place."

**"and what about him?"

With that question Lorena showed she had no idea what Julio & Pat had been up to lately lol, and Pat said:

--"we've gone out with a girlfriend before, Julio likes it too."

**"oh Patrícia, I've never done that, and what if he tells someone afterward?"

--"girl, I'm in the same boat as you, and Julio is discreet, you can relax."

**"I'd rather just go with you, at your place or mine."

--"I left lunch ready for the three of us at Julio's place, and after lunch I'll tell him I'm going to rest with you for a bit and lock the bedroom door."

**"and he's going to believe that?" she asked, laughing.

--"of course not, but he'll allow it, even though he's dying to see your breasts."

**"seriously? And you're not jealous?"

--"we're always a little bit jealous, right? But I understand him, I want to feel them in my mouth too."

Lorena couldn't contain herself at that:

**"wow, I'm going to love that, but Julio's place is complicated, because he's friends with my ex."

Then Pat tried to reassure her, but I showed up right after with the fries with no idea what they'd talked about, and while we ate and drank and talked, Pat said:

--"babe, Lorena doesn't want to have lunch with us."

Lorena rushed to explain herself, laughing at Pat and already showing the kind of closeness girlfriends have:

**"nothing of the sort, girl. Júlio, it's just that I don't want to be a bother, and I didn't bring anything, a toothbrush..."

-"come on, Pat made lunch for you, and after lunch we'll drive you home."

I think I handled that proposal well. In my head Pat had already invited her and Lorena had turned it down, and I was backing Pat's request up. I didn't know that what was keeping Lorena from coming to my place was my being there. I think Lorena felt safer with that promise of driving her home, and she couldn't very well snub the lunch, so she agreed:

**"all right then, thanks for the invitation, let's see if Pat can cook."

I felt like saying 'her little buns are delicious,' but it would have killed the mood lol. We kept talking and the two of them rolled over onto their fronts to tan their backs, and Pat asked me to put oil on her. I wanted to build a horny atmosphere, so I did what Beto did with Fabi in part 1 -- I worked the oil over her back and massaged at the same time, moving down to her ass and massaging her cheeks, spreading them and seeing her crack covered by the little scrap of bikini, running my fingers along the side of her crack, past the edge of her little asshole, and Pat had that turned-on look on her face and laughed at Lorena, who was enchanted by our filthiness. After I finished her legs, I went back to her ass and gave it a slap.

--"ow, you dirty thing!"

-"come off it, you like a few slaps, gorgeous."

Pat laughed at me and pulled me in for a kiss. When I stood up she asked Lorena:

--"want Julio to put some oil on you?"

My lust sensors switched on instantly, waiting for the answer. Lorena hesitated, smiled at Pat shyly, and said:

**"if you don't mind, then yes I do."