trio

There had been a good job on the coast so I could afford to rent a nice apartment with a view of the sea, something that was always in my mind.

The building was very charming, my apartment was cozy but I wanted more and that window overlooking the sea was imperceptible, having breakfast quietly looking at the sea was something unpayable for me.

There were always noises in the building, tourists disembarking and others leaving, door slams, sounds filtering through the walls (these were thin and sometimes I could hear everything from the neighboring apartment)

It was the second fortnight of January and the apartment next to mine had been occupied by a young couple.

I saw them that morning on the beach, both lying in the sand showing off their bodies. The man was tall, with an athletic body worked out at some gym. He was dark-skinned, almost black. I stopped for a brief moment and saw that between his legs there was creating a large bulge as if he had it standing because it made a bulge then I felt something strange-

She was a little shorter than him, with a body that really took my breath away, dark brown hair and deeply green eyes.

What caught my attention most about her was her physique. She was imposing, had breasts rarely seen and a firm ass, standing up. She wasn't excessively beautiful in the face but I think nature had been fair with her beauty because it balanced everything with her body.

Together they gave a fantastic show, it was pleasant to see them. Beyond those physical details, they seemed nice.

When we crossed paths in the elevator we greeted each other politely and introduced ourselves. He was called Alex and she was Carla. Later I found out that the man was really mulatto, he had been born in Brazil but lived in Misiones, Argentina, his father was a black African and his mother a brunette missionary, which is why there was that dark color on his skin.

The two of them were super educated and nice, as the days went by and we saw each other. Occasionally, we would exchange more words, and we'd stop to chat at the street door or the department door, depending on where we were.

When I saw him, to be honest, my eyes would wander away. He was frankly beautiful, his skin glistened in the sunlight, his teeth were white as snow, his hands responded to the overall physique because they looked broad, strong, and the rest of the body was almost sculptural.

His legs seemed like columns, every time I found him, I'd linger on some other detail just so I could get a complete X-ray of that mulatto who, honestly, was too good to be true. To top it off, he used a perfume that had always delighted me, and when he left his department, he'd leave behind an aroma so delicious it was irresistible. I'd limit myself to smiling at him sensually without breaking eye contact. I'd surprise myself by wanting something more.

From time to time, I could hear some other conversation they were having. At night, the wall of my bedroom would bring me the sounds of their conversations or the music they listened to.

One night when I came back late and passed through Alex and Carla's department door, I heard certain sounds that seemed familiar.

I stopped for two seconds in front of the door and, given the unmistakable situation, decided to retreat due to modesty. They were making love, and I could hear their moans from almost an unusual distance, even from the entrance door of their department.

Convincingly, those moans sounded more like howls because they could be heard even from the entrance door of their department.

I entered my department a bit nervous while changing into bed clothes, and I could still hear everything. Something told me to keep listening, feeling excited seemed inevitable, so I got into bed and held my breath not to miss anything of what was happening. It seemed like Alex was more than just an expert lover judging by Carla's moans. Just imagining the situation made my excitement grow step by step. The amount of things said and heard provoked in me a tremendous desire to see while listening, but there were no possibilities for that so I had to settle with words and my imagination.

I could feel my sex getting wet and needed my hands and caresses. I always liked masturbating, even when in a relationship, so I didn't see why I couldn't do it now that my body was asking for it and the other side of the room was giving me the opportunity to make everything more pleasurable still.

I let myself be carried away by what my ears were capturing and what I imagined as I listened, and I caressed myself like few times before. It was highly exciting to masturbate while listening to a couple enjoying themselves on the other side of the wall.

Her pleasure moans gave me envy, the words I could hear her say from his mouth warmed me up more and more and made me want him between my legs so he could make me feel the same way as that woman.

My fingers flew over my sex spreading my flow everywhere, on my thighs, inside and outside of my vagina but I needed more, I wanted more. In the middle of that exquisite heat, I got up from the bed and quickly went to find my vibrator.

My moment of pleasure was complete. I put in and took out my vibrator from my interior as many times as I calculated he was putting his cock into Carla, trying to follow the rhythm I could hear through the walls and repeat it with my hands.

I closed my eyes and imagined that tremendous black guy was the one holding me and the excitement increased every time, my liquids flowed making penetration with the vibrator easier until corners where it seemed before. Not having arrived.

He had several orgasms that way, I collapsed onto the pillow after enjoying myself and slept until the next day, as I hadn't been able to do so for a long time.

When I saw Alex the next day, I couldn't help but get excited remembering what had happened the night before, I couldn't stop imagining him taking me and even better, with me in the same bed.

I think my gazes were something more than suggestive because suddenly it seemed to me that Alex had changed his way of addressing me and that thrilled me.

I was on edge, and that was evident, I started provoking encounters with him in the most unusual ways and all of them turned out to be more than positive. I managed to get him to come to my place alone at his apartment under the excuse (which I later found out was a pretext) of asking me for yerba for mate because theirs had run out.

I made him come into my place and invited him with some mates. We stayed chatting in the living room and I convinced myself that his gazes were clearly provocative, they were a precious invitation to sin.

We started talking about the beach, his partner's excellent personality, and so on, until we began talking about fantasies and sex. The conversation was becoming more intimate, which wasn't bad in this case, and as we talked, our chairs kept getting closer and closer.

Alex had no qualms about placing his dark eyes on my cleavage and I less about showing him the generosity of my breasts, so he could observe their virtues and curves, which could end up between his lips if we decided to live out what desire marked for us.

Gently Alex placed the mate on the table and with his hands began to arrange my hair to the back, leaving my chest free and allowing him to explore it with his eyes at ease.

He had warm hands, stronger than they seemed, and his fingers were soft, all of his skin. Lucia Tersa and soft.

I left him to do it, confident in the experience he would have and that I had divined that night when I heard it. I let his hands slide towards my cleavage and without hesitation, I took my breasts in his hands.

The force with which he grabbed them delighted me, I felt possessed in that precise instant and imagined those hands taking other parts of my body, unable to avoid the image from heating me up even more.

As he caressed me in this way, our eyes didn't stop looking at each other deeply, it was a silent scene but charged with eroticism.

At the same time as I had my breasts between his hands, I let him finger my nipples, allowing them to acquire a volume that lifted the fabric of my sweater forward, provoking immense desires to have them between his lips.

Feeling the firmness of his caresses and the lust of his gaze made me hotter and hotter, with a terrible desire for him to tear off my clothes and grab me right there, on the kitchen counter or floor.

I had begun to slide one hand over my thighs when we heard the key to Alex's apartment opening the door and immediately we moved away. It was more than evident that Carla had arrived at the apartment and would be looking for her.

I let a few seconds pass until I calculated she had entered the apartment, then got up and left, not without taking me by the back of my neck, drawing me towards his face and letting his tongue lick my lips as a provocation. He said:

- The next time we'll make it to the end.

And so I saw him cross the threshold of my apartment and go towards his.

I was left in a state of heat where I had rarely found myself, my sex was flowing, my breasts had remained burning, my nipples were rock-hard, I needed to touch myself, caress myself, get rid of these desires that he had awakened with his hands.

I decided to fill the bathtub with warm water and salt, I submerged my body in it and let myself be carried away again by its image, now with more concrete actions, caressing me as his hands had done seconds before, anticipating a meeting that would be more pleasant than I could think.

I treated myself to two impressive orgasms with Alex's figure touching me in the kitchen and when I was satisfied, I left the bathroom, dried off my relaxed body from my carresses, changed into new clothes, and lay down for a nap.

That night, my dear neighbors gave me another passionate radio play of lust through the walls again, and my desire to try Alex's cock grew. Carla's moans were warming me up so much that I didn't know what to do, except with the fantasy of Alex between my legs or hers. It sounded so passionate, so hot, so womanly that my mind was a whirlwind of unthought-of temptations.

The next day, I couldn't take it anymore and went to visit them. To my surprise, he was alone, just out of the shower because his perfume aroma, which I loved, filled the whole space.

After showing me around the apartment room by room, he sat down at a mini bar they had and invited me with a drink. I don't usually drink alcohol but since he prepared it with fresh fruits in a tropical style, I agreed.

The truth is that it was delicious, a smooth and fresh drink, but the effects of the alcohol didn't take long to make themselves felt. I felt more liberated than ever and desirable.

Alex got up from his chair and approached mine, encircling my legs between his. Feeling his skin close to mine only made my body temperature rise even higher than it already was. This time, his mouth went straight to my neck and while leaving his tongue slide down my skin, he whispered to me:

- Did you come to finish what we started?

- Yes... it's pretty obvious, isn't it?

- It doesn't matter, this Finally we're going to make it to the end. - If Carla doesn't interrupt us... - And if she does, what's the point? As I warmed up with these words, her hands had already taken possession of my breasts and were caressing them like that afternoon in the kitchen of my apartment. Her muscular hands ripped off my clothes and devoted themselves to sucking my nipples through my underwear. She buried her brunette face between my breasts and rubbed her pubic area against mine. As she did, I felt her hard sex and couldn't resist caressing it like that, without even taking it out of her pants. The size I could only imagine by rubbing it against me made my lust increase minute by minute. Alex's hands took off all my clothes in less than a second, leaving me sitting completely naked at the mercy of her mouth and fingers. Watching her mouth literally swallow my breasts was a spectacle I never thought I'd enjoy. I put my breasts in her mouth and when she pulled them out, I stretched them, letting my nipples get trapped between her teeth for seconds before releasing them with a quality that few times lived. As she did that, I entertained myself by unbuttoning her pants, hastily lowering her boxer briefs with my hands and freeing her sex so I could caress it at will. Her skin was much darker and tender there, more tempting than her entire body together, and had impressive dimensions - now I understood why Carla's sighs and her uncontrollable pleasure every night. As her mouth ravaged my breasts, my hands caressed her sex completely and I could feel it growing and growing between my fingers, like the skin getting hotter and harder, starting to release that wonderful and warm pre-seminal liquid that invited me to savor it slowly like a good wine. As I felt the size his cock had acquired between my hands, I couldn't help but shiver at the thought of it going in me, filling my sex with it and making me come like a man hadn't done for a long time.

I stood up on tiptoes, wrapped my legs around his waist, and he took me to the bedroom, placing me in front of a full-length mirror on one of the walls.

When he made sure our image was perfectly reflected in it, he started kissing me. His tongue invaded my mouth, explored it completely, mixing his saliva with mine until it seemed we could drown and when there was no more breath left, he would withdraw his tongue from my mouth and then go back to my breasts.

Now he was sucking them and wetting them, pinching my nipples with his fingers, making juice come out of them, leaving them hard as stones and hot as coals.

With one hand, he lingered on them and with his mouth, he went down my stomach, dragging his tongue over my skin, leaving me open in front of him and wet from his saliva.

Before reaching my sex, he put himself behind me and placed me in front of the mirror, sticking my back to his chest.

While both of us looked at ourselves in the mirror, from behind, he opened my legs and passed one hand over my chest, so I could see the exact moment when he went back to caressing my breasts and with the other hand, he went down to my pussy.

The contrast between the whiteness of my skin and his blackness, seen in the mirror, was an impressive factor of excitement. I could see how his hand slid over my skin like a snake and felt the same with his other hand, which was already reaching where it wanted.

While he covered my body with his hands, mine tried to take hold of his cock from behind, which was driving me crazy with its rubbing against my buttocks. The movement of both bodies made his sex rub against mine and She could feel the rhythmic movement of his hardness against the tender flesh of my Booty.

His right hand escaped behind me and I could feel it caressing from my ass to my pussy smoothly all over the area. I saw in the mirror the hand appearing from behind and leaving a finger inside me, and its palm sliding back, dragging my flow everywhere, soaking me completely.

Standing up made it easier for him to put one of his dark fingers into my interior and watch it disappear and feel like he was holding onto me insistently, warming me up horribly.

Our legs moved as if we were on waves, rising and falling with a cadence, our hips stuck together, seeking the permanent rubbing, the friction that increased desire.

I fell onto the bed and he opened my legs firmly, positioned himself in front of them, and began to explore me almost desperately with his mouth, knowing that was the rhythm that would warm me up, knowing he was looking for a replica of his nights of sex with Carla and it didn't take long to wait.

He opened my vaginal lips with his fingers, caressed them from top to bottom, accompanying the movements with his tongue, extended one of his hands and continued taking my breasts, tormenting them mercilessly while feeling that his tongue was going further still.

I found myself lifting my hips to reach his mouth more and more, giving him enough space for him to keep entering with his tongue, accommodating my clitoris near his teeth so he could bite it until it exploded.

While Alex was eating my sex in this way, while I felt his tongue getting wetter and wetter, while my hands massaged my burning breasts that were filled with desire, we heard a sound coming from the entrance door.

In a reflexive movement of my body, I sat up on the bed as if I wanted to leave but his hands emerged from their hiding places and pushed me back onto him. she to continue with her task.

No more than three minutes had passed when Carla's figure appeared in the frame of the door.

I remained silent upon seeing her standing there and only managed to say:

-Alex, Carla!

Alex removed his mouth from my sex for a second, turned his face back towards me, and upon seeing his wife contemplate the scene, smiled and said:

-Love, you're invited, this is just beginning.

I thought Carla would be shocked by such a sight, but contrary to all my predictions, she also smiled at her husband and with all the sensuality in the world removed her clothes and approached the bed.

If I had thought her body was sculptural while dressed, seeing her naked left me breathless. Her breasts were unusually turgid and her flat stomach ended in a nearly drawn vagina, perfect in its dimension and color.

She had a pair of legs that seemed chiseled and an even more perfect ass than her tits.

I thought we would join each other but I was surprised to see her sit down on a chair near the bed and place one of her legs over the armrest, leaving me to see her completely open pussy.

Alex seemed not to be affected, continued with his task of licking me completely, and his tongue did not stop, it was the most inquisitive tongue someone had given me to taste, it was inquisitive feeling it in all my corners and the only thing I could achieve was to flood myself more and more with my own juices, provoking super erotic sounds that echoed throughout the room.

I couldn't help but look at Carla, who by this point was playing with her own sex, masturbating deliciously with the scene we were representing, her husband and me. Sucking them one by one.

It seemed like the same scene was repeating itself in my body but this time with Alex's fingers, which after entering and exiting me completely wet, were introducing themselves into her mouth and sucking them to fill her mouth even more with my flow.

Seeing Alex's face completely wet with my juices provoked a deep and almost silent orgasm, an orgasm that only excited my entire body even more.

Carla, from her armchair, didn't stop giving herself pleasure and as this grew, her moans began to be heard in the room, the same ones I would hear at night and make me explode with joy.

Her husband seemed to have gotten even more excited with those moans because his tongue movements on my sex were becoming deeper, rubbing my clitoris with each movement, leaving it harder, fuller, and more needing of her mouth.

After cumming in a more strident orgasm, Carla approached her husband while allowing him to continue torturing my pussy completely hot, just as he was behind me, she bent down enough to be at his height and taking him from behind, I saw his face hiding between his buttocks.

Carla was licking his sex from behind, sucking his cock from behind, and provoking spasms of pleasure throughout the body of the dark-skinned man who was killing me with the same caresses.

- Suck my ass, love...

At her husband's request, Carla began to lick his ass with her tongue, pulling out sighs of pleasure from the masculine mouth and driving me crazy at seeing such a scene.

It excited me to delirium until Alex demanded that she take it with her fingers.

Slowly, Carla's hands massaged the moreno's buttocks until one finger penetrated him and, by the same natural push of the action, two fingers of Alex took me at the same time, one in my pussy and another in asshole.

We were in the middle of a chain of pleasure, each caress received by one of the bodies was transmitted to the other in synchronized form.

After experiencing her first orgasm, Alex got up and gave his place to Carla, who positioned herself between my legs, while he took hold of her hips from my position, allowing me to see how he was taking her from behind.

Carla was putting all her effort into exciting me and she succeeded. I had never been sucked by a woman until that moment and I swear that I was delighted with the sensations that that feminine tongue awakened in me.

The sensuality of her mouth eating my sex was indescribable, being a woman gave her the advantage of knowing which zones to touch to make me explode with pleasure, to make my body jump at her tongue and internal massages from her fingers.

Alex didn't stop taking her, he didn't stop putting that cock I wanted inside me one and a thousand times, alternating his use of the words pussy and asshole. Every time his cock left her body it made him more and more wet, more and more shiny, and I couldn't wait to feel her inside me, to be able to take her in my hands and put her in my mouth, I wanted everything from both of them and I wanted it at that very moment.

When Carla had her first orgasm with her husband, Alex separated himself from her and positioned himself in front of my legs with his erect sex, while she settled on her side to attend to my breasts.

- Please, suck me like her, suck me like her...

I couldn't take it anymore, I wanted him to do it and I asked him, hurry up the moment, I didn't want him to delay another instant.

While Carla massaged my breasts, Alex positioned himself in my sex and first caressed my clitoris with the tip of his super wet cock. Seeing the desperation on my face, hearing my pleas for warmth to get inside me, he took hold of my legs, lifted them in the air and put his cock all the way in, Without more preamble, almost without delicacy, making me feel my insides on fire.

All my interior burned at the contact of his hard and hot sex, I felt myself melting inside, the size of his cock seemed much larger as it moved inside me, the friction of his flesh and skin entering and exiting my pussy was driving me crazy.

- Hummmmmm, Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiii, this is what I wanted…. Move, move inside!!!

Carla smiled lasciviously because she knew what I was feeling, she knew the pleasure her husband was giving me, she lived it daily.

Not content with making my breasts go wild, she climbed onto the bed and settled on top of mine, allowing his ass to be in front and his sex to rub sensually against my belly.

His body covered Alex but his mouth took possession of mine, he kissed me mercilessly, pushing his tongue into my mouth again and again, mimicking the movements of his husband inside me.

He alternated between my mouth and my breasts, leaving nothing to chance, it seemed like he wanted to cover my entire body with his own, torturing me until I fainted from pleasure.

It was more than I had imagined, more than I had fantasized about in my solo nights, listening to them from my bed, I could believe that one day I would live this.

Meanwhile, Alex continued to pierce my insides, moving inside me almost desperately and I loved it, I was excited by the ease with which he entered me through my humidity, giving me a unique pleasure.

In just one second, Alex abandoned me and entered Carla, then returned to me and went back into Carla, holding her ass still while his breasts, due to the movement, brushed against mine.

This is how we were, one on top of the other, I underneath enjoying the weight of the two bodies, Carla in the middle leaving her breasts for me to savor and Alex on top of her. treat ourselves to his sex in an alternating form.

In the atmosphere, we mixed the aroma of sex that the three of us were leaving and Alex's exquisite perfume, which was flooding my skin and his wife's.

It was wonderful listening to the three of us groan, beg, sigh, and enjoy.

Knowing that my body yearned for Alex's sex in any form, he separated from the two of us, took Carla off me, pulled me out of bed, allowing her to rest against the pillows, with me facing his sex and him behind me.

For the first time in my life, I had the opportunity to try female sex, for the first time I knew what it was like to have a flow that wasn't mine and delighted in taking each drop of juice that escaped from her exquisite pussy.

Carla seemed to be in heaven feeling my tongue on her, feeling my fingers exploring her inside and just as happened before, each thrust of Alex's sex into my body reflected itself in another within Carla's.

Without consulting anything and assuming it was what I was waiting for, Alex pushed his tremendous and hot sex into my ass. The push surprised me but I was so focused on giving pleasure to Carla that I only started reacting when waves of pleasure ran through my body from the tips of my toes to my hair.

I don't remember how many orgasms I had or how many I gave to Carla, I only remember the precise moment when Alex separated from me and placing himself at the edge of the bed, forced us both to kneel in front of him.

When we were there, he treated us to his cock so that we could suck it alternately, so that the two of us could enjoy the taste of his sex moist with our juices, so that the two of us could feel at the same time how his cum was coming slowly to the tip and struggling to get out.

After a glorious blow job by both of us, Alex took his cock in his hands and let it flow. Warm with semen, it flooded our cheeks and mouth.

It seemed like it would never end, cum still pouring out of his sex for neither of us to leave unsatisfied, so that we could both have a sufficient ration of semen to be satisfied.

When his orgasm finally ended, he leaned lovingly between the two of us and after kissing us, asked for the goodbye kiss between the two of us, so he could admire the beauty of our lips wet with semen taking the mouth of the other.

From that day on, the relationship between the three of us was intense; we've been together with Carla without Alex's participation and vice versa.