Me, My Wife, and My Friend - 35

On Tuesday night I met up with Beto at the pickup game, and the two of us had things to talk about, but the guys were noticing that we always stepped away to talk, and they were already making digs about how we've got so many little secrets, so we didn't talk about anything. The game ended and we stayed drinking beer and chatting with everybody, and around nine I said I was heading home. Beto said he'd be leaving soon too, and asked me over to his place later. I showered at home and a little after that he buzzed me on the intercom.

I went over to his place, his mother was already shut in her room and he went to shower and we stayed in the bathroom talking. When he took his clothes off I looked over his nakedness. I've never had any interest in looking at a naked man, but he was the guy fucking my girl, so I looked at him from behind -- a normal guy -- and when he turned side-on I saw his soft dick and remembered it growing in Pat's hand and in her mouth, and how much my filthy girlfriend liked that cock, and I said to him:

-"man, to this day I don't understand how I have the nerve to let you fuck Patrícia. Look at that dick, soft it's almost the size of mine hard," I said, laughing, looking at his dick. He laughed -- I think he was caught off guard -- and answered:

>"she's delicious, isn't she? There are times when even I can't believe I'm fucking her," he said while getting into the shower.

-"and you're just taking advantage, you son of a bitch."

>"don't start, Fabi had nothing but compliments for you, smart guy. Sunday afternoon when we had sex she said I was going to have to work hard to do better than you."

-"she really said that?"

>"she said it as a joke, but every joke has a kernel of truth, right?"

-"man, you're so laid-back about it. If Pat said that to me I don't even know how I'd react, because there's no competing with that snake there."

>"come off it, you worry for nothing, both of them like winding us up."

-"and that sex you two had in the middle of the night, did I miss much?"

>"I don't think so, it was normal sex. When we were leaving the room I walked past you on the mattress and stepped on your leg -- I thought you'd woken up and would come after us."

-"damn, I did feel something on my leg, but I went back to sleep. If I'd known that's what it was I'd have gotten up. By the time I came to watch you two, Pat had already come once. Tell me what happened."

>"I woke up with her running her hand over my arm, and when I opened my eyes she was standing beside the bed and started pulling me up, signaling for me to keep quiet. I got up and looked over and saw you two asleep, and we kissed. Man, Pat is such a troublemaker, and then we left and went to the living room," he said that while soaping up his cock, which was already gaining size.

-"okay, but what happened after that? Tell me everything, I want to know."

>"Julio, she wanted to give it up. You're not going to get upset?"

-"fuck, I die of jealousy, man, the hell of it is that it turns me on too," and I laughed, adjusting my dick in my boxers.

>"all right, I'm getting a hard-on here too just remembering," he said, laughing while he soaped up his cock.

-"fuck, Beto, just tell me."

>"I don't know if it was the adrenaline of leaving the room with you two asleep, but I got to the living room already hard, and we made out there. She likes being taken from behind, right -- I rubbed my dick against her ass and kissed her neck, took hold of her tits under her top, then she turned around and we kissed again and lay down on the couch."

His dick was fully at attention, and he turned off the shower and started drying off. I was adjusting my dick in my shorts and said:

-"damn, my girlfriend's a whore, and you're an opportunist."

>"you're very well served, that's what you are," he said, laughing, and wrapped the towel around his waist with that tent pitched. We went to his room and sat on the bed. There I asked:

-"and why did you two go to my room?"

>"she didn't want to make noise and wake you up, but she wasn't upset with you anymore. I think she just wanted to try having sex alone, that's all."

-"she's something else, she used the Lorena business as an excuse to have sex alone with you."

>"take it easy, she just wanted to try something new. She's full of fantasies, you know that."

-"and did you like it?"

>"come on, what a question. You want me to answer?"

-"say it, you opportunist." He laughed and said:

>"you want the details?" I nodded yes and he went on: "man, in the living room I took her top off and we kissed standing up, then she got down and pulled my shorts down a bit and sucked me, then we lay on the couch -- I thought I was going to fuck her right there, but she called me to your room and we carried on in there."

-"damn, Beto, I'm about to have a heart attack here." Beto laughed and said:

>"relax, Julio, we didn't do anything different from when you're there with us. You want me to keep going?"

-"go on, tell me, you bastard."

>"I'm going to end up jerking off over her," and he lifted the towel, exposing his hard cock, and started stroking it and went on: "when I put the mattress on the bed, she lay down in just her little shorts. I turned her face-down and started taking them off, kissing her ass. Man, what a delicious ass she has. After I got them off I opened her legs and gave that little asshole a few licks, and moved down to her pussy, which was nice and wet too. Man, I want to fuck her little ass again -- when are you going to let me?"

-"after you went to my parents' room she asked me to allow it too. I said yes, but I didn't want it happening every time. You'll end up tearing her up in there." Beto laughed and said:

>"don't worry, I'll go in gently, and I won't keep asking to fuck her ass every time. You've got a hard-on too, you can take your clothes off if you want."

-"fuck, man, I'm seriously depraved. You talking about fucking my girlfriend's ass with that snake there and me with a hard-on," and we laughed while I adjusted my dick inside my shorts. I chose not to take my clothes off.

>"you're depraved but you love fucking my girlfriend's ass too, don't you? Oh, by the way, Fabi's already told me she likes your dick better than mine in her ass."

-"you're too much, Beto, how do you not get jealous?"

>"she says that just to wind me up, but I hold my own too, right? They might complain about the size sometimes, but when I'm inside them their eyes roll back," and he laughed, adding: "did you like being alone with her?"

-"do I have to answer?" and we both laughed and I went on: "Fabi is delicious too. On top of being hot, she gives me a shot of self-esteem, makes that little pleasure face of hers while complimenting me -- it's so good."

>"she told me you love that big clit of hers, right? And then you get jealous when I get my hands on Pat's ass," and we laughed, holding out our hands for a bump.

-"she really does have a lovely clit. I remember the first time I saw it at your beach house -- me full of jealousy because you were looking at Pat naked, and you opened Fabi's legs so I could see her clit (part 3). You're unbelievable."

>"I remember that, what a crazy weekend. Fabi has always been filthy, but Pat has really transformed since then, huh. You won the lottery," and he kept stroking that hard log.

-"and so did you, right? You're fucking her constantly. I've got to fuck Fabi more to even things up."

>"oh right, so you've got to suck my dick to even things up too," and we burst out laughing.

-"you're way too bold, Beto, I thought you were going to pull your face away."

>"Fabi had already asked me to try it, I just didn't know how you'd react, but you were the one who moved in closer, so I let it happen."

-"Beto, let me ask you something, it's just curiosity, okay?"

>"of course, go ahead."

-"are you bisexual?"

He gave a smile and said:

>"I don't think so, otherwise I'd want it with other guys too. It happened because I was curious, and because they wanted it too."

-"and did you like it?"

>"ahh, it's pretty different, right, but it was fun as part of the game, I think everyone liked it. It was the only chance I'd ever get in life to do that and find out if it's good or bad. If it were anyone else I wouldn't have the nerve."

I decided to be honest too:

-"I know. It's still hard to admit even to myself that I get turned on watching you have sex with Pat, and when I took hold of your dick at Fabi's place (part 20) I was curious about what it was like too."

>"so, what did you think?"

-"I don't know, it's a lot thicker, right, and I'd never noticed that the head of a dick is softer than the rest. It was when I touched yours that I felt that, and then I saw mine was like that too," and I laughed awkwardly.

>"I liked it, it was a different sensation too, but you seemed like you were scared."

-"it's that we'd never done that in our whole lives, and I didn't know what your deal was -- whether you were gay and I'd never noticed, or whether you actually wanted to fuck me," and I laughed to lighten the mood. He laughed too and said:

>"relax, Julio, you've got to enjoy the game. If you feel like it, go ahead and do it. Both of them like the filthiness, there's nothing to worry about."

-"the worst of it is that Pat really does like it, she kept complimenting you, saying you're filthier, and she's already been on at me to suck you too."

>"that's it, man, enjoy her fantasy, she'll love it."

-"and you'll like it too, by the looks of it."

>"of course, it'll be fun for us to enjoy ourselves together, and you'll like it too," he said, looking at me and holding that hard log.

-"you dirty bastard, you're dying for me to suck you."

>"fuck, Julio, this is so hot. Can I jerk off over her?"

-"go ahead, be my guest," and he sped up the jerking, saying:

>"do you like seeing her suck my cock?"

-"I like it, you pervert."

>"I love coming in that little mouth of hers. Imagine her here in front of me waiting for it."

I stood there watching him jerk off and playing along with what he was saying.

>"I wish it were today -- imagine her here naked with us?"... "Julio, I'm going to come thinking about her, all right?"

-"go on, I want to see," and I admired his dick getting redder and redder.

>"I'll come for her, then, Julio."

He sped up the jerking and I stroked my dick under my shorts, imagining Pat's little pussy swallowing that log and how much that turned me on. He panted with pleasure until the jets of cum leapt out of his dick and landed on the floor. I pictured Pat with her face in front of his dick taking those jets on her face, the way she likes it. After coming a good while, he leaned back against the wall, panting and smiling at me.

>"fuck, that was good, even in a jerk-off she's delicious," and he laughed.

His dick was already lying over his thigh and a bit more cum came out. I grabbed the towel and handed it to him to clean up. He cleaned himself and I was still full of lust from that whole conversation, and I said:

-"we're two perverts, you jerk off over my girlfriend and I'm standing here turned on."

>"did you like seeing me come for her?"

-"it's crazy, right, but I have to admit it, I was imagining her taking that load on her face."

>"bring her over here when my mother's away, I'll invite Fabi too."

-"I'll talk to her, I can already imagine her reaction."

Beto got up and went looking for boxers and shorts in his wardrobe. He was naked in front of me the way he always had been, since we were teenagers, but now I was standing there with repressed lust and catching myself admiring his dick and remembering when it was inside Pat -- I even had to be careful not to look like I was staring too much.

After he got dressed we talked about a few more things and I left. I wanted to jerk off when I got home, but I held back -- after all, the next day I'd be going to Pat's place and I'd work all that lust out on her.

On Wednesday I went to Pat's place, as usual, and watched the first half of the football with her father. Then I went to her room full of lust because of the conversation with Beto on Tuesday. I grabbed her hard right away, kissing her and taking hold of her tits, calling her my little slut -- my dick was already hard inside my jeans and she noticed I was worked up:

--"god, babe, you're really something today, what's come over you?"

-"I missed you, gorgeous."

And being careful not to make too much noise, we took our clothes off, did a quick 69 and I got on top of her to fuck her in missionary, but in less than a minute controlling my orgasm was impossible, and I came prematurely. As soon as I came I made a face, annoyed at the slip-up, and she hugged me, laughing and kissing me, taking the edge off my frustration, and she repeated what she'd said before:

--"Julio, you were different. Did something happen?"

This was my chance to justify the fast finish, so I explained to her what had happened the night before at Beto's place, and how that whole conversation had left me with pent-up lust, and she loved hearing that Beto had jerked off over her in front of me, and I said:

-"I don't know where my head is, watching him jerk off over you, and there you are all happy wanting the details."

--"you silly jealous thing, I liked knowing that he came remembering me, and you liked watching too, didn't you, you dirty thing -- you couldn't even hold your orgasm."

-"by the time I came to he was already jerking off, but we'd been talking about you long before that. He was in the shower and he told me about the sex you two had in the middle of Sunday night."

--"poor thing, that day he was scared you wouldn't like it..."

-"you were the one who dragged him off to the living room, weren't you?"

--"babe, you'd misbehaved, and I wanted to misbehave a little too," and she laughed at me, giving me a quick kiss.

-"you dirty girl, you're getting insatiable, I'm screwed trying to keep up with you."

--"silly, you're more than enough for me. That big toy over there is just for us to play with now and then, handsome."

-"all right, gorgeous. That big toy over there invited us to his place on Saturday." (his mother's trip, part 34)

--"oh really, and what did you say?"

-"I said I'd check with you."

--"we can go, it's up to you," she said as if she weren't very interested, and I looked her in the eye and she couldn't hold back her smile.

-"you're dying to go, you little slut," I said quietly, because we were already laughing and talking a bit loud and someone outside the room could hear, and she answered:

--"oh, babe, you know I like being with the two of you. Is Fabi going too?" she said quietly, stroking my face.

-"he said he's going to invite her."

--"then let's have some fun. I've got exams at college all next week, I'm screwed, I've got to study."

-"go clean up so we can play a bit more."

--"I will, but wait a little for the game to finish and my dad to go to his room, because I want to give it to you properly."

She went to the bathroom and I got dressed and sat there thinking about life -- what if her father or mother came into the room. I should have gone to clean up too, but sometimes I was embarrassed to walk past my father-in-law to go to the bathroom right after Pat. It was like telling him: look, I just fucked your daughter. I decided to wait for him to go to bed. I sat thinking about the little slut I had for a girlfriend, and my dick already showed it would be ready for another round shortly. Pat came back and took her clothes off, down to her panties.

We talked about all sorts of things while I ran my hand over her back, squeezed her shoulder, stroked her back, and she lay face-down to get more attention, and inevitably I looked at that perky ass and remembered she'd asked me to let her give him her ass next time, so I figured it would happen on Saturday. Those thoughts about the two of them turned me on like hell, and I'd end up saying something just to see her reaction -- and despite the jealousy, that talk turned me on a lot. I pulled her panties off and said:

-"what a delicious ass. Tell me who owns this little asshole."

She broke into a smile -- it's incredible how she picked up on it instantly -- and said:

--"it's yours, delicious, but are you going to lend it to Beto for a little while?"

-"I'm not, I want it just for me."

--"ahh, you selfish thing, your friend only wants it for a little bit," and she gave a little grind, pushing her ass up at me.

-"there's no way around it, is there?"

--"there isn't, babe, but you're going to play with it first, all right?"

-"at least there's that," and I ran my finger over her ass and her pussy.

She turned over and I took my clothes off and got on top of her to kiss her, suck her breasts and dive into her pussy. I didn't even go to the bathroom to clean my dick -- I ate her out a good while until she was wet again and pushed my cock in. Her father had already gone to his room, I know because the living room TV had been turned off, but even so we couldn't make too much noise. We had great sex and I went home satisfied.

It was already Friday afternoon when Beto told me Fabi was trying to swap her shift, which coincidentally was Saturday from 7 p. m. to 7 a. m. Sunday, and she wasn't finding any colleague to swap with. I was a bit deflated, because I wanted to fuck Fabi, but another chance would come up. I was worried about what excuse I'd give my parents for spending the night at Beto's place, since that wasn't a normal thing given we're neighbors -- and besides, they couldn't even begin to imagine Pat would be there.

Then I called Pat to say Fabi wouldn't be coming, and I imagined she'd be even more excited, since she'd have it all to herself, but to my surprise she didn't seem pleased.

On Saturday afternoon Beto took his mother to the prayer group's meeting point for them to leave on the excursion bus, and let me know I could go get Pat. I called Pat and went to pick her up, and in the car I asked if she'd minded Fabi not coming, and she said:

--"it's just that at the motel you two nearly killed me and I was raw afterward. If Fabi came it'd be better, but it's fine."

-"it's up to you, but if anything just say so, nobody's going to push you if you don't want to."

--"the problem is that I like it, babe, I'm already getting turned on just thinking about being with the two of you. That's what you get for leaving me without sex since Wednesday."

-"all right, let's go easy then. It's actually good because I get jealous too when you're all surrendered to him."

--"yeah, and if he thinks he's just going to rip my clothes off and fuck me, he's very much mistaken. He's gotten far too used to it, babe."

-"and you're very filthy saying that to my face," and she laughed, moving closer to me -- we were nearly at the complex.

--"babe, are you going to like watching him ask me to take my clothes off? Can I get naked for him?"

-"damn, Pat, my heart's already beating harder, you know I get jealous and you wind me up, don't you."

--"yeah, delicious, but this lovely dick here must already be hard imagining it, right?" and she ran her hand over my trousers.

It wasn't hard but it was already at half-mast, and she laughed, the filthy thing. I called Beto to say we were arriving at the complex. In the garage I got out of the car, checked the building's lobby and it was all empty, so I called her over and we got into the elevator quickly -- she ended up not even taking her bag. Beto was already waiting for us with the door open. We went in and he shut the door. There, nobody saw us. The two of them were about to greet each other and Beto first looked at me and asked:

>"can I?"

I smiled. Would saying no make any difference? He moved in close to her and they had a deep kiss like they were boyfriend and girlfriend, which already signaled what was coming. His hand slid down, feeling her cheek, then he slapped it. They finished the kiss and she called him a dirty bastard. The two of them smiled and Pat started looking around the place. Beto called her over to show her the house, which wasn't very different from mine. I left the two of them to it and stayed on the living room couch. When they were in his mother's room I heard them both laughing, and when Pat came back she said:

--"babe, Beto's a real pervert, he already wanted to get at me on his mother's bed," and she sat on the couch beside me, holding me lazily.

-"knock it off, babe, he's being very forward."

>"whose fault is it for her being hot?" We laughed and he called us to the kitchen for a snack.

He'd bought all sorts of things for us to get through that Saturday: cold cuts, fruit, juice, and since Pat likes cocktails, there were some liqueurs, Amarula, piña colada and so on, and she loved it. Pat was surprised, since she'd always thought Beto was a bit irresponsible, and she complimented him for having taken the trouble to make sure nothing was missing. We ate something, and at one point Pat was standing up and Beto came up behind her and held her, grinding against her, and ran his hand over her breasts, and she took his hand off and put it on her belly and said, wheedling:

--"easy, you're being very filthy."

>"you look far too beautiful, I can't resist. Sit here on my lap," and he pulled her to sit with him. She laughed at me and said:

--"look, babe, what a troublemaker," but she was liking it. She turned to him, smiling, and the two of them had another little kiss, then she got up and came to sit on my lap, saying "babe, you have to protect me."

-"if you wanted to be protected it'd be a lot easier," and the three of us laughed.

We finished up there and went to the living room, and she asked me to get her bag from the car. I went down in the elevator wondering if the two of them would use the time to get at each other. I was even going to stop by my place to tell my parents I was going to Beto's, but the hurry to get back won out.

I got to his place with the bag and the two of them were on the couch chatting, her leg over his thigh... I was worrying for nothing -- how many times had Beto left Fabi at my place for hours? Anyway, I sat with them and we chatted, and Pat asked me:

--"babe, can I change clothes? These are too hot."

-"of course," after all, Beto was already shirtless and I was going to take mine off too.

She went to the room and came back wearing a strappy top, no bra, with the areolas of her breasts visible through it, and little lycra shorts with panties. Beto wolf-whistled and she said:

--"silly, you've always seen me like this at Julio's place, just with a bra," and she sat on the couch leaning against me.

>"really? I never noticed."

-"sure you didn't -- you were probably already jerking off over her back then," I said, joking.

--"that's right, actually, I heard about it. You really are a pervert, Beto, Julio told me everything."

>"damn, Julio, you're embarrassing me. You don't tell people that stuff," he said, laughing at me.

--"was it good? What were you thinking about?"

>"it was delicious. I came thinking about this little mouth drinking it all down."

--"mmm, I love it, you dirty thing," and looking at me, "did you like it, babe, seeing him jerk off over me?"

-"I told him we were two depraved men, but I was wrong. We're three. I did like it, gorgeous, I almost jerked off too," and I hugged her, laughing a bit awkwardly, because she already knew that -- I'd told her on Wednesday.

>"four, right, there's Fabi too," Beto said, getting up and saying he was going to the kitchen for a beer.

It was early to start drinking, but I'd have a can with him. Pat got a piña colada too, with two little ice cubes in an ordinary glass, and we went back to the living room wondering what to do. We decided to put on a film, and Beto's living room had more space than mine, since the TV was on a wall mount and the couch wasn't a chaise, so we decided to push the couch against the wall and put his mother's double mattress and his single mattress between the couch and the TV -- and since they were the same height we'd have a giant bed, with the couch as a backrest too. We got it all set up, he turned on the living room air conditioning and we started the film.

Beto got up to get another beer and Pat handed him her glass to put one of the cocktails in with ice. He came back with the liqueur and two cans and we watched the film, me and Pat in each other's arms and him close to us. Naturally Pat and I started with some stroking, a little kiss, she took hold of my dick over my shorts and I took hold of her breasts under her top, and we kissed, her with her back to Beto, and suddenly she said:

--"babe, Beto's running his hand over my ass."

I laughed and answered:

-"and you're liking it, aren't you?"

She gave a smile and I looked at Beto, who was smiling too, and he came up to her ear and said:

>"let me take these shorts off, they're getting in the way of me seeing that delicious ass," and he went and took her shorts off, leaving her in her panties.

Since it was going to happen anyway, at least I was going to enjoy her first. As soon as he took the shorts off I straddled her and we kissed, I ran my hand under her top and pushed it up until her breasts showed, and while I sucked them, she took the top off, leaving her in just her panties. Beto stayed beside us running his hand along the side of her body and through her hair, and she ran her left hand over his thigh and his dick over his shorts, then slid her hand inside and held the log. Beto pulled his shorts down a bit to make it easier, and I kissed her and looked down every so often, watching her run her hand over his hard dick. The dirty bastard was loving it, and she asked me to take my clothes off. I got naked and she came to suck me, with her back to him.

I loved the preference. Beto took his clothes off too and ran his hand over her breasts, then kissed her ass, and she looked at me, laughing, while she sucked me, and then he started pulling her panties down, and she made it easier by lifting her hips and giving a lovely view of her ass and her little asshole, and when he'd finished taking the panties off and was running his hand along her crack, she asked me to eat her out. I could tell she was making him work for it a bit, but he hadn't noticed and stayed beside her offering his dick for her to suck.

She held his dick, ran her hand over his balls, but didn't suck at first -- she just made her pleasure face at my eating her out and said how good it felt. But Beto kept pushing his dick toward her mouth, until she gave in and started sucking, turning slightly onto her side toward him. I kept eating her out and working my finger in and she ground and trembled with lust while she sucked Beto, until she asked me to fuck her and lay back down on her back.

Beto moved further forward so she could keep sucking and I started fucking her in missionary, so my face ended up close to hers while she sucked Beto -- but I was already used to that situation, which had happened a dozen times, and I actually liked seeing her feeling pleasure being fucked by me and sucking Beto, and she started winding me up while she licked Beto's dick and sucked on the head:

--"babe, I'd been missing this big dick."

-"yeah, you dirty little thing, you wanted my friend's cock?"

--"I did, delicious, are you going to watch him fuck me?"

-"I am, you gorgeous little slut."

--"handsome, I love you, Julio," and she pulled me in to kiss her.

I kissed her mouth with the taste of Beto's cock still on it. It wasn't the first time and I didn't care about that anymore, especially after what happened the weekend before, with Pat complimenting him for having sucked my dick and wanting me to do the same -- I couldn't keep playing the macho, so I kissed her with passion, with no disgust. I knew that's what she wanted, and at the end of the kiss she smiled and complimented me quietly:

--"delicious, fuck me good."

Right after the kiss Beto brought his dick close again and put his hand on my back, and while Pat held his dick and gave it a few licks, I fucked her and Beto ran his hand over my back, getting as far as the edge of my ass. I turned my face up and smiled at him, as if to say 'you're no good, are you,' and he smiled back at me. That bastard Beto really did like the filthiness, and when he wasn't doing something crazy he was stirring things up just to wind me up. Pat didn't understand any of it -- she must have thought we were laughing from the thrill of sharing her -- and I kept fucking her and soon she said she was going to come. She let go of Beto's dick, grabbed my back, lifting her body so her face was pressed to mine, and said:

--"fuck me, my dog, I'm going to come."

-"come, gorgeous, I love you, you dirty little thing."

And she moaned until her body shook and she dropped limp onto the mattress again. I pulled my dick out and lay down beside her. Beto, on the other side, was half lying down, propping himself up on his elbow on the mattress, with his dick at attention, while Pat and I were out of breath from the intense sex. Then she got up to get water and Beto and I admired her walking to the kitchen with that perky ass swaying, and then he looked at me with a turned-on face, taking hold of his dick, and said:

>"my dick is exploding to fuck Pat, she's so hot."

I laughed at him and said it would be his turn now. Pat came back with a bottle of water and two glasses and handed them to us, and went to the bathroom, probably to clean up. When she came back, she lay down beside us again -- the temperature was very pleasant because of the air conditioning -- and we talked a bit. The sight of Pat naked between the two of us was routine by now, but it always stirred up fantasies and lust in me, from another man being there beside me, sharing that view, and then Pat said:

--"babe, will you lend me your friend for a little while?"

-"go on, you dirty little thing, you're dying to try him again, aren't you?"