In this story that I'm about to tell you, I'd like to share with you how I got started in the liberal world on the hand of my current husband. To be honest, I didn't know very well what category to put the story in. I think they should open up other subcategories within Infidelity because of that, I thought it necessary to make this brief introduction.
At that time, I was coming from a traumatic divorce that had left me quite disoriented. With forty years old, after almost twenty years of marriage, you think life is slipping away from you.
Although in reality, I knew our relationship had ended quite some time before. Many of my friends turned their backs on me, even in those difficult moments, until my own family didn't know how to give me all the support.
—Olivia, think about it. But where are you going to go at this stage of life with two kids? —my own mother indicated to me.
But a couple of months after separating, I started dating Enrique. The truth is that, with my new partner, I discovered a different world. I think I owe him immense gratitude in that part.
I was coming from a relationship totally exhausted by both parties. I'm not going to blame all the fault on my ex-husband. But it had been a long time since being together didn't seem fun for either of us. Infidelity, repeated by both sides, I think was the safety valve so we could tolerate each other in the last years of our relationship.
I met Enrique at the gym. It was after an exhausting spinning class; he was a man five years younger than me, although that age difference never seemed perceptible outside.
I have to say that since I talked to him on that first day, Enrique filled me physically. He's a strong, handsome man with a well-cared body and, above all, he exudes much masculinity. Traits that, since I was young, I've always looked for in a man to feel attracted to.
I think I must have caught his eye too because we ended up meeting that same afternoon. taking a beer when we leave the gym. Just a week later, we started dating. I didn't think it was prudent to bring a man into my home so soon after separating. Although I have to admit that during the weeks the kids were with their father, Enrique would spend those weeks with me at home.
Sex with Enrique was great from the first day. Despite being a fairly passionate and compliant woman in bed, sex seemed much more pleasurable to me than I ever could have imagined from the first night we slept together.
I'd be exhausted every night, but I always wanted more. During the day, Enrique was an affable and understanding man, but when he got excited, he transformed into a very morbid and dominant one.
He loved submitting me to all sorts of lubricious and luxurious games in bed, using a coarse and ordinary vocabulary with me. I'd surrender to him, enjoying being dominated, knowing I was being used and subjected to his whims.
But it wasn't just sex. We also loved going out for dinner on weekends, then we'd go get some drinks until late at night, ending the night in my bed. That was perfect for me, a plan for the best possible weekend.
I remember that night, we went to a restaurant a friend had recommended the day before. I'd dressed as he liked. I wore a short and tight black dress with high heels. The dress was so short that I spent half the night pulling it down to avoid showing off the lace on my stockings.
Months earlier, I wouldn't have dared go out like that, but Enrique loved seeing me dressed like that.
—It excites me to see how other men look at you and desire you—, he explained to me a few weeks into our relationship. I recognize that the game of feeling like other men were looking at me also used to excite me always.
—Lift your skirt up a bit more, the guy across from us isn't stopping staring at you,— Enrique encouraged me.
—if I lift it up a bit more, he's going to see my underwear halfway through the restaurant,— I replied, laughing but obeying his instructions.
—you're such a slut!,— he said, looking at me with eyes full of lust.
I loved seeing him like that. The more turned on he got, the better he'd screw me later when we got home, I thought excitedly.
After dinner, we went to get some drinks as we usually did on Saturdays. I wasn't used to drinking much, so the alcohol made me even more uninhibited, allowing us to continue our daring games.
—Do you mind if we go grab a drink at that pub just around the corner?— he asked as soon as we left the restaurant.
—it's just that two friends of mine who work with me sent me a message saying they're here. I'd like to take a drink with them, and also introduce my girlfriend's bombón to them,— he said, grabbing me obscenely by the ass.
—but look at how I'm dressed! They'll think I'm just anyone instead of your partner. It would be better if you introduced me another day,— I said, a bit cut off.
—Today is the perfect day, you're stunning and you know I love bragging about women,— he told me, not giving me any chance to reply.
Five minutes later we entered the pub. To be honest, despite the hour, there wasn't too much of a crowd, so Enrique quickly found his two friends who were sitting at the bar with their drinks.
—Look, they're here,— he indicated, leading me by the waist towards where they were.
I was a bit upset, one thing was going out like this to excite my partner, and another was presenting myself in such a state to his friends.
The three men greeted each other with a welcoming hug.
—Hey guys, this is Olivia. My girl,— he said, presented affably. —Hello—, the first of them greeted me. —My name is Juan, I work in the same department as Enrique and we've been friends since we went to high school—, added the shorter and chubbier of the two, giving me a kiss on each cheek. —Nice to meet you, Juan—, I replied politely. Then the other man approached, looking at me more directly. He maintained a smile on his lips, which, without knowing exactly why, made me feel slightly intimidated. He was bald, completely shaved, but had a short beard that gave him a very attractive and masculine touch. —The best is always saved for last—, he greeted me, still smiling. —My name is Manu—, he added, giving me two kisses. —Nice to meet you, Manu—, I replied, avoiding his direct gaze. I didn't feel too comfortable dressed like this. Luckily, after the second drink, I started to relax a bit and began to participate more in the conversation. What was supposed to be just one drink turned out to be a longer night. We left the first pub to go to another one next door. Everyone was having a good time, laughter and jokes were flowing. —Enrique already told us you're very attractive, but I thought he was exaggerating—, said Manu, unable to contain a mischievous smile. At that moment, I wondered what kind of photos Enrique had shown them of me. Sometimes I would send him naked pictures or even masturbating. I liked to tease him when we were at work. But I assumed they would be other kinds of photos we sometimes took of each other. —I prefer you see for yourselves how good my girl is—, Enrique replied. —Have you seen what a great body she has?—, he said, grabbing my hand and making me spin 360 degrees around the two men so they could see me from all angles possible. I followed along with the joke. Enrique loved exhibiting me as If I were a big trophy of hunting in front of my two friends, and I liked him doing it. I knew well that those things excited him, and that a couple of hours later, when we would go to bed, he would know how to give me mine.
—You have a great cock, Olivia,—Manu said laughing without taking his eyes off that part of my body.
—Thank you,—I replied somewhat blushing, trying to take the compliment lightly.
The truth was that I liked feeling like the center of attention for the three men. The alcohol and also the permanent excitement I always felt when I was with Enrique made me behave very boldly.
Then, my partner gave me a strong slap on the butt that made me stumble in my heels. I had to hold onto Juan tightly to avoid losing my balance.
—It's hard as a rock,—my boyfriend said referring to my butt.
I looked at Enrique with a severe glance, as if reprimanding him. Giving him to understand that I didn't like being treated with such disrespect in front of his friends. It made me seem almost like a prostitute. But he turned away, trying to avoid my rebuke.
—Enrique, I think we should go. It's late and I'm exhausted,—I said severely.
—I'll leave you worn out inside of an hour when we get home!—he laughed, while grabbing my waist and pulling me towards him, giving me a long kiss in front of his two friends.
I let myself be kissed, although I understood it wasn't the moment or the place. «How could I deny anything to the man for whom I was so besotted?»
Feeling his tongue on my mouth drove me crazy. Then I noticed that his strong and rough hands were holding onto my hips. They held me with such force that they made me feel completely his.
I kissed him with my eyes closed, completely unaware of Juan and Manu, who must have been perplexed by the scene unfolding a foot away from them. But for me, in those moments, there was only one man in the world, and this He was called Enrique. Then the bold hands of my boyfriend began to slowly slide down until they were grasping my buttocks. Then, without stopping kissing me, he started rubbing against me. I could feel his enormous erection. One of his hands finally let go of one of my buttocks. Venturing forward, underneath my dress. I knew that the skirt was so tight that it would probably lift up when he put his hand inside. But honestly, I was so horny that I didn't care. I noticed how the tips of his fingers were caressing me over my panties, just a few millimeters from my burning sex. I think if Enrique had wanted to at that moment, I would have let him fuck me right there. —You're hot like a slut!— Enrique shouted loudly so his friends could hear it, just before he separated from me. —Enrique, the truth is that we're getting very horny with your girlfriend,— Manu indicated grossly. —Have you heard, Olivia? You've made my friends hard for me,— said my boyfriend looking directly at me. —I haven't done anything,— I commented laughing a little embarrassed. —It was you who started touching me in front of them,— I added morbidly. —Let's take another drink,— Juan called the attention of the bartender. —Or are you so horny that you prefer we go home?— Enrique asked me in the most dirty and disgusting tone I had ever heard from him. That was too much for me, I felt embarrassed, although the truth was that I was extremely excited. —Let's take another,— I affirmed trying to hide the humiliation I felt. —Don't feel bad, woman. We're among friends,— Manu tried to calm me down, probably understanding the embarrassment I was going through. —Please forgive, but it's closing time and we have to close now,— the bartender told us seriously. I looked at the clock, the night had flown by. The friends of Enrique turned out to be very funny, all of it, despite my boyfriend's constant tone changes. —Olivia lives around here—, Enrique informed. —If she wants we can go grab the last drink at her place—, he added, leaving it hanging. I stayed quiet, having a good time. But honestly, it didn't seem normal to bring two men home at midnight. But I had promised myself that in this stage of my life I would be less judgy. I didn't dare be the buzzkill of the group.
—No big deal—, Manu said —Besides, Olivia is probably already tired and will want us to leave her alone—, he added kindly.
—If you guys feel like it we can grab the penultimate drink at my place. But with one condition. You have to promise not to talk loudly or make a racket. My neighbor next door is very nosy, and I don't know what she'd think if she saw me arriving with three men at this hour—, I said trying to explain.
—Don't worry, we'll behave—, Enrique assured, smiling.
Despite Manu's car being parked nearby, we had drunk too much and decided to walk. My place was less than ten minutes away.
Enrique led me the whole way, holding my waist. I appreciated it since it was already getting chilly, and I enjoyed feeling his body heat next to mine.
—Take her from the other side—, Enrique told Manu. —Olivia is cold—, he added.
Manu obeyed, then passed his arm around my other hip while I did the same with his waist. Walking down the street with two men holding onto me seemed very naughty and fun.
Suddenly, Manu's friend's hand dropped slowly to one of my buttocks, squeezing it hard. I didn't say anything, Enrique has it coming, I thought, laughing without giving it much importance.
Without a doubt, the alcohol was making its presence felt in our mood, with laughter and jokes flowing freely. They were letting me go during the entire trip until I got home.
—Now be quiet, please,— I said as soon as I entered the portal.
When they finally accessed my house, I invited them to come into the living room.
—I'm going to get ice,— I announced, heading towards the kitchen.
Just when I was putting the ice in the bucket, I noticed hands embracing me from behind.
—You're really getting me hot,— he said, pressing his groin against my butt and grabbing my chest.
I laughed happily, loving to excite my partner.
—You only get like that. You don't have to do anything,— I replied jokingly.
—Manu just told me he's been coming all the way touching your ass, and you've really got him hot,— he whispered, increasing the pressure on my backside.
—And what do you think is normal for me to let a friend of yours touch my butt?,— I asked, cut off by having hidden that point.
—He also told me he'd love to see us fuck,— he announced as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
—No,— I said cutting off any possible negotiation on that subject,—If your friend wants to see a couple screwing, tell him to put on a porn movie,— I replied irritated.
Enrique made me turn around and started kissing me. At that point in our relationship, he already knew that his tongue drove me completely crazy.
—Who are you?,— he asked.
—Yours, I'm your slut Enrique,— I replied with the same phrase he loved to hear from my mouth.
When we got to the living room, Manu and Juan were sitting on the three-seater sofa.
—What's the couple doing?,— Manu asked jokingly.
—Putting ice for our friend Enrique,— I responded following his joke.
Enrique pointed at his groin with his hand. It was clear he was getting an erection. When we all realized it, we started laughing hysterically.
I headed towards the bar cabinet while my boyfriend sat down in the only available armchair.
At that moment, I began serving the four cups, but my partner, taking advantage of the proximity, put one of his hands under my dress, obscenely touching my ass.
I didn't protest, by that point I was sure his friends wouldn't be scared of anything anymore.
'You look good, Olivia!' Enrique said without stopping to touch me.
When I finished preparing the drinks, I walked over to bring Manu and Juan their cups.
Then it was when Manu took advantage of the moment to imitate his friend and put his hand under my dress. Feeling my desired ass at his pleasure.
'Hey,' I said, addressing my boyfriend, 'your friend Manu is putting his hand in there,' I added jokingly.
'And you're sure you'll be thrilled he's doing it,' Enrique replied, laughing.
'But stay there. I want to immortalize this moment,' he said, pointing with the phone and taking an obscene photo. In which I appear from the feet up, and his friend is sitting on the sofa, with one hand under my dress. I have to say that I still conserve that curious image today.
Manu took those seconds to pass from my ass to the front of my panties. It was then when I instinctively opened my legs. I loved feeling the warmth of his fingers so close to my wet pussy.
'Sit down here,' Manu indicated, referring to his legs.
I looked at my boyfriend as if seeking permission. Enrique smiled and nodded his head affirmatively, giving me to understand that if I wanted, I could spend some time with his friend.
Then I obeyed, and sat on Manu's lap. Then I turned my head until we were face to face, and we started kissing. The truth is that the boy kissed well, and knew how to make me even hornier.
I don't know how long we were almost literally eating each other's mouths. But when I opened my eyes, my dress was up to my waist. Juan, the other friend of my boyfriend, was rubbing my thighs to his pleasure.
'Take off your dress. I want to see them being touched,' Enrique ordered me, in a dry and stern tone. remained expectant, almost as if hypnotized, looking from the armchair across from me, just like I allowed my two friends to fondle me at their whim.
I couldn't refuse, so I got up and took off my dress, letting it fall to the floor. Showing myself to the three men in lingerie, stockings, and high heels.
—You look like a real foxy girl that way —, Juan, the most timid of the two, said until then, almost silent.
The insult, far from bothering me, excited me even more than I already was. I decided at that very moment to change positions and also men for a while. Sitting this time on Juan's legs, just a second before our lips met.
—You told me Olivia is a nympho —, I heard my boyfriend say.
I didn't dare respond to the provocation of my partner. But like waking up from a strange dream, I got up and headed towards where he was. Then I grabbed his hand, trying to take him away from there.
—Let's go, sweetheart —, I almost begged. Let's go you and me to the bedroom. I think you've had enough fun for today, watching how my boyfriend kissed your friends —, I added with a certain tone of reproach.
He pulled me towards him, sitting me down on his lap now. It's his turn. In just five minutes, I'd sat on three men, I couldn't help but think.
Enrique began to kiss me, just like his two friends had done little before.
—You drive me crazy —, he murmured, bringing his lips close to my earlobe.
—Let's go to the bedroom —, I repeated again.
—Eat me first, then the pillow —, he indicated.
I got up from his lap and knelt in front of him, then opened his pants and pulled out his cock. It was fully erect.
I started masturbating it for a few seconds, then put it in my mouth. Enrique closed his eyes, leaning against the back of the armchair.
I adored his cock; fat, hard, and with veins about to burst. So... Concentrated on making a good blow job to my guy, I didn't even notice that Juan and Manu had gotten up. Both were standing behind me, enjoying the show.
Then Enrique grabbed my head and forced me to swallow it all the way down. I thought I was going to choke. When he finally let go, I couldn't hold back a strong hiccup. My saliva was sliding down the corner of my lips. I started coughing. I needed air.
No blow job without hiccups, my boyfriend said to his friends, laughing.
You were right. Olivia is a good tit-sucker, Manu said in a dirty and humiliating tone towards me.
I kept sucking Enrique's cock without daring to look up at that moment. I felt embarrassed by everything I was hearing. I'm sure Enrique has told them everything we do intimately, I thought, feeling betrayed by him.
Do you want to see her tits? Enrique continued his game.
The two men must have answered affirmatively, but I didn't even hear them. I noticed one of them unhooking my bra, leaving my breasts exposed. I never found out who had the courage to do it.
Damn! I heard Juan exclaim as they started playing with my tits at four hands. I let myself be touched excitedly, but also paralyzed by fear.
Come on, get up, Enrique told me again, holding my hand gently this time.
I stood up in front of him, opening my eyes for the first time in a while. At that moment, I don't know why, but I noticed that there were two photo frames of my two sons on the living room table. It seemed like they were staring at me with their round and expressive eyes. I don't know why I did it. But I went over to them and put those photographs face down. Like trying to hide from my children what was happening in our own home, where three men, had my mother at their disposal. I don't want them to see how much of a slut I am, I thought to myself. Then I approached my partner, he got up, put me against the sofa with my back facing him, and practically pushed me into it. He then grabbed my hip, lifting it upwards, taking advantage of that position to almost rip off my panties. I could feel him open my plump buttocks completely, leaving my anus visible to the three of them. Then he put his head between them and started licking. Enrique knew all too well what my greatest weaknesses were, he knew that this would drive me completely crazy. I tried to maintain my composure, hold back the pleasure I was feeling. I didn't want to give in. But then he brought one of his hands to my pussy. Starting to play with my swollen clitoris, not leaving it for a moment while licking my ass. I didn't take long to start moaning, listening to all sorts of filthy and libidinous comments from my boyfriend's two friends behind me. But I was so focused that, in those pleasurable moments, I couldn't even understand what they were saying anymore. It was precisely at that moment, just as I was about to reach orgasm, when Enrique stopped and made me turn around. I looked at him with murderous eyes for leaving me half-finished. But he maintained that wicked smile that I loved so much. It's time you take me to the room and screw me like God intended! I exclaimed furiously. Don't rush. We're still playing. This is just the beginning, Enrique responded calmly. I think your friends have seen enough. They've sucked me, touched me, and seen me naked. What more do you want? I asked, screaming at the top of my lungs, without remembering in those moments that it was late. I want to see everything, he said directly looking at me. Do you want to get screwed? the two? —, I asked sharply. —Yes —, he said bluntly. —Is it that you want to be the cuck, who sees his girlfriend is a slut of his friends? —, I interrogated him humbly now for him. —Yes, that's what I want —, he said challenging me. Then I thought my relationship with Enrique was over, 'I've only been a toy he knew how to bend to satisfy his lowest instincts,' I told myself with true rage. I got up and went where Manu and Juan were. Both had their pants down, surely both had been masturbating while watching the show. I gave each of them a short kiss, grabbed their hands, and said seriously looking at them. —You've heard it. Let's go to the bedroom, there you'll screw me more comfortably. I was completely naked. At that moment, I only wore high heels. When we got to my bedroom, I opened the bed by removing the quilt, and let myself fall onto the mattress while the two men undressed quickly. Enrique took it all with true calmness. Like a good epicure, he brought a chair from the living room, placed it in front of the bed, so he could observe the whole show in first row. He wanted to be an exceptional witness, of how his two lifelong friends were screwing his girlfriend. At that moment, Juan without any preamble, stood in front of my vagina and introduced his cock without saying a word. Like the most natural thing in the world, he started moving inside me. I was extremely excited by the sensation, feeling my pussy dilating to accommodate his cock inside me. The truth is that Juan's cock wasn't great either. Besides, everything has to be said, the man physically wasn't my type. He was short and chubby, and on the contrary, I've always liked men who are well-groomed, tall, handsome, and with a very masculine look. But at that moment, I was so horny that I think I would have let anyone fuck me. Anyone. Manu was something else instead. The boy was very well endowed and physically very good. Plus, he was much bolder than his friend, and I've always liked the more decisive men.
Just as his friend was putting it in me, Manu positioned himself beside the bed, bringing his thick cock to my mouth with the intention of making me suck him.
Now, my boy was satisfied with what I was letting them do to me. I glanced at Enrique discreetly, with the corner of my eye, my boyfriend starting to masturbate. It excited me to feel so slutty while doing it in front of him.
—But you're such a fox, Olivia! —Manu kept exclaiming, saying things that didn't bother me and actually turned me on even more.
—Do you want to screw her a bit? —Juan asked, stopping short —I'm going to come soon if I keep this up, —the man told his friend in a hurry.
—Don't come inside, let's see if we're going to get you pregnant, —Enrique said morbidly, knowing full well that since we'd started dating, I'd started taking the birth control pill.
—Don't worry, we'll come outside, —both men indicated almost in unison, unaware of this detail.
The two men changed positions. The truth is that feeling Manu's thick cock entering my vagina was something different from what Juan had made me feel. Now I couldn't help but start moaning.
Poor Juan, I imagine he must have felt hurt in his masculine pride, since he hadn't managed to get those kinds of screams out of me, but it wasn't time for pretenses anymore.
—How much you like being a promiscuous one, —Enrique tried to insult me. Knowing full well that at this moment, this kind of insults really got me turned on.
—I love it, piece of cuck, —I replied, pulling Juan's cock out just long enough to talk.
Then I sat up and got into the four-poster position. feet on the bed, I looked at Manu and with a vicious gaze I said to him: —Show your friend how a real man screws his friend —, I told him referring to my boyfriend. I don't know why I did it, but in reality it was a huge lie, because the truth is that no one has known how to make me feel like Enrique does. Noticing the strong thrusts of my boyfriend's friend from behind, made me come like a slut. —Give me more, give it hard —, I urged him on, while he was hitting me from behind, hard on my buttocks. The two men changed positions again, although this time, with my pussy so dilated already, I hardly felt Juan's cock. But anyway, I got excited feeling like that, surrendered to two men I had met that same night, and who for more irony were the friends of my partner who was enjoying it right in front of us. —I'm coming —announced Juan, who couldn't take it anymore. At that moment I felt a hot stream of semen splashed on my buttocks and back. «One less», I thought partly disappointed. Juan didn't say anything. After finishing he went to the bathroom to clean up a bit. Then he got dressed in silence and came over to me, who at that moment was riding like a possessed Valkyrie, on his friend Manu. —Thanks for this pleasant time, I'll never forget it —, he said giving me a tender kiss on the lips. Then he left. Days later I found out that the boy was about to get married. Even I myself was invited as Enrique's partner to the link. I imagine that after coming and recovering from the calm, certain remorse must have come to him. But the reality is that I don't know, since I never dared to talk to him about this topic. I was still fucking on top of Manu when my boyfriend finally got up from the chair he had occupied since we entered the bedroom. Then he put himself just behind me and began opening my buttocks again, which at that moment must have been bouncing due to the movement it gave me With Manu. I could notice how he introduced a finger into my anus, and at that moment I knew what my ex-boyfriend was trying to do. I tried to pull his hand away with a slap, but Manu held onto my arm from his position.
—You'll see how much you like us both having sex at the same time—, Manu assured me, laughing.
I didn't say anything when I noticed Enrique's saliva sliding down my butt a moment later. Then Enrique pulled his finger out of my anus and brought his glans closer to it; I stayed very still, motionless, waiting for his glorious entrance.
—Slowly! More slowly!—, I screamed as he was being lodged inside me.
We all remained quiet until I instinctively started moving. At first, I did it very slowly, almost in circles, but gradually my butt and pussy were adapting to being used at the same time by my two men. Gradually, I started moving faster.
That, along with my moans, confirmed that I was starting to enjoy the experience of being penetrated through both my orifices at once.
—Do you like my love?—, Enrique asked me, showing me all his affection.
—I do, darling—, I replied in the same tone.
—Do you want to marry me?—, he suddenly said.
I didn't answer; I thought he was saying it because of the excitement and lust we were feeling from fucking each other with his best friend.
—Olivia, I love you—, he told me, holding onto my breasts from behind without stopping the sex—It would be wonderful if you were my wife. Do you want to marry me?—
—I also love you—, I said for the first time in my life, with his friend fucking me as a witness. —Yes, I do—, I replied excitedly and emotionally.
Maybe it wasn't the proposal we all expect when we're young girls, but I have to say that I wouldn't change that moment for anything in the world. Since then, we've always celebrated our anniversaries with a third guest. I hope we can keep doing so for a long time. still. —Can I fuck my girlfriend's ass a little? — asked Manu laughing. —Of course — replied my future husband, pulling it out of my interior. Feeling the thick cock of Manu inside my ass made me shudder with pleasure, while Enrique returned to the chair to enjoy the show. I screamed like a madwoman, not caring if some neighbor could hear me screaming with pleasure. I was so out of it that few things could bother me at that moment. —I'm going to come, where do you want my cum? — Manu asked in a stuttering tone. —I want it inside — I replied. A second later, my boyfriend's friend started ejaculating. I loved that feeling, I swear I could feel the strong pulsations of his cock as he unloaded all his cum into my insides. After coming, he still stayed inside me for a while. Then, when his cock began to shrink, he got up and left for the bathroom, taking his clothes with him. —Well, I think it's late and it's time for me to leave — said Manu visibly exhausted but with a satisfied smile. —It's been an unforgettable night, I hope you'll want to repeat it sometime. Olivia, you're a fantastic woman — he said giving me a warm kiss on the lips. Then he went over to where Enrique was. —Congratulations — he said extending his hand. —You're very lucky — he added. —Many thanks, friend — my boyfriend said giving him a firm handshake —You know you're invited to the wedding — he confirmed. —I didn't expect less — Manu replied. —Olivia, would you like to accompany Manu to the door? I was a obedient girl and did as my boy always did. I got up from the bed, grabbed Manu's hand, and accompanied him to the door. We stayed there for a while longer, giving each other a last and passionate kiss. I enjoyed spending some minutes alone with Manu for the first time. When I finally closed the front door, I returned to the room. Enrique was waiting patiently in bed. bed. --Come here--, he said, inviting me to lie down beside him. --Now it's my turn to come--, he added, dedicating one of his morbid smiles to me.
At that time, I was coming from a traumatic divorce that had left me quite disoriented. With forty years old, after almost twenty years of marriage, you think life is slipping away from you.
Although in reality, I knew our relationship had ended quite some time before. Many of my friends turned their backs on me, even in those difficult moments, until my own family didn't know how to give me all the support.
—Olivia, think about it. But where are you going to go at this stage of life with two kids? —my own mother indicated to me.
But a couple of months after separating, I started dating Enrique. The truth is that, with my new partner, I discovered a different world. I think I owe him immense gratitude in that part.
I was coming from a relationship totally exhausted by both parties. I'm not going to blame all the fault on my ex-husband. But it had been a long time since being together didn't seem fun for either of us. Infidelity, repeated by both sides, I think was the safety valve so we could tolerate each other in the last years of our relationship.
I met Enrique at the gym. It was after an exhausting spinning class; he was a man five years younger than me, although that age difference never seemed perceptible outside.
I have to say that since I talked to him on that first day, Enrique filled me physically. He's a strong, handsome man with a well-cared body and, above all, he exudes much masculinity. Traits that, since I was young, I've always looked for in a man to feel attracted to.
I think I must have caught his eye too because we ended up meeting that same afternoon. taking a beer when we leave the gym. Just a week later, we started dating. I didn't think it was prudent to bring a man into my home so soon after separating. Although I have to admit that during the weeks the kids were with their father, Enrique would spend those weeks with me at home.
Sex with Enrique was great from the first day. Despite being a fairly passionate and compliant woman in bed, sex seemed much more pleasurable to me than I ever could have imagined from the first night we slept together.
I'd be exhausted every night, but I always wanted more. During the day, Enrique was an affable and understanding man, but when he got excited, he transformed into a very morbid and dominant one.
He loved submitting me to all sorts of lubricious and luxurious games in bed, using a coarse and ordinary vocabulary with me. I'd surrender to him, enjoying being dominated, knowing I was being used and subjected to his whims.
But it wasn't just sex. We also loved going out for dinner on weekends, then we'd go get some drinks until late at night, ending the night in my bed. That was perfect for me, a plan for the best possible weekend.
I remember that night, we went to a restaurant a friend had recommended the day before. I'd dressed as he liked. I wore a short and tight black dress with high heels. The dress was so short that I spent half the night pulling it down to avoid showing off the lace on my stockings.
Months earlier, I wouldn't have dared go out like that, but Enrique loved seeing me dressed like that.
—It excites me to see how other men look at you and desire you—, he explained to me a few weeks into our relationship. I recognize that the game of feeling like other men were looking at me also used to excite me always.
—Lift your skirt up a bit more, the guy across from us isn't stopping staring at you,— Enrique encouraged me.
—if I lift it up a bit more, he's going to see my underwear halfway through the restaurant,— I replied, laughing but obeying his instructions.
—you're such a slut!,— he said, looking at me with eyes full of lust.
I loved seeing him like that. The more turned on he got, the better he'd screw me later when we got home, I thought excitedly.
After dinner, we went to get some drinks as we usually did on Saturdays. I wasn't used to drinking much, so the alcohol made me even more uninhibited, allowing us to continue our daring games.
—Do you mind if we go grab a drink at that pub just around the corner?— he asked as soon as we left the restaurant.
—it's just that two friends of mine who work with me sent me a message saying they're here. I'd like to take a drink with them, and also introduce my girlfriend's bombón to them,— he said, grabbing me obscenely by the ass.
—but look at how I'm dressed! They'll think I'm just anyone instead of your partner. It would be better if you introduced me another day,— I said, a bit cut off.
—Today is the perfect day, you're stunning and you know I love bragging about women,— he told me, not giving me any chance to reply.
Five minutes later we entered the pub. To be honest, despite the hour, there wasn't too much of a crowd, so Enrique quickly found his two friends who were sitting at the bar with their drinks.
—Look, they're here,— he indicated, leading me by the waist towards where they were.
I was a bit upset, one thing was going out like this to excite my partner, and another was presenting myself in such a state to his friends.
The three men greeted each other with a welcoming hug.
—Hey guys, this is Olivia. My girl,— he said, presented affably. —Hello—, the first of them greeted me. —My name is Juan, I work in the same department as Enrique and we've been friends since we went to high school—, added the shorter and chubbier of the two, giving me a kiss on each cheek. —Nice to meet you, Juan—, I replied politely. Then the other man approached, looking at me more directly. He maintained a smile on his lips, which, without knowing exactly why, made me feel slightly intimidated. He was bald, completely shaved, but had a short beard that gave him a very attractive and masculine touch. —The best is always saved for last—, he greeted me, still smiling. —My name is Manu—, he added, giving me two kisses. —Nice to meet you, Manu—, I replied, avoiding his direct gaze. I didn't feel too comfortable dressed like this. Luckily, after the second drink, I started to relax a bit and began to participate more in the conversation. What was supposed to be just one drink turned out to be a longer night. We left the first pub to go to another one next door. Everyone was having a good time, laughter and jokes were flowing. —Enrique already told us you're very attractive, but I thought he was exaggerating—, said Manu, unable to contain a mischievous smile. At that moment, I wondered what kind of photos Enrique had shown them of me. Sometimes I would send him naked pictures or even masturbating. I liked to tease him when we were at work. But I assumed they would be other kinds of photos we sometimes took of each other. —I prefer you see for yourselves how good my girl is—, Enrique replied. —Have you seen what a great body she has?—, he said, grabbing my hand and making me spin 360 degrees around the two men so they could see me from all angles possible. I followed along with the joke. Enrique loved exhibiting me as If I were a big trophy of hunting in front of my two friends, and I liked him doing it. I knew well that those things excited him, and that a couple of hours later, when we would go to bed, he would know how to give me mine.
—You have a great cock, Olivia,—Manu said laughing without taking his eyes off that part of my body.
—Thank you,—I replied somewhat blushing, trying to take the compliment lightly.
The truth was that I liked feeling like the center of attention for the three men. The alcohol and also the permanent excitement I always felt when I was with Enrique made me behave very boldly.
Then, my partner gave me a strong slap on the butt that made me stumble in my heels. I had to hold onto Juan tightly to avoid losing my balance.
—It's hard as a rock,—my boyfriend said referring to my butt.
I looked at Enrique with a severe glance, as if reprimanding him. Giving him to understand that I didn't like being treated with such disrespect in front of his friends. It made me seem almost like a prostitute. But he turned away, trying to avoid my rebuke.
—Enrique, I think we should go. It's late and I'm exhausted,—I said severely.
—I'll leave you worn out inside of an hour when we get home!—he laughed, while grabbing my waist and pulling me towards him, giving me a long kiss in front of his two friends.
I let myself be kissed, although I understood it wasn't the moment or the place. «How could I deny anything to the man for whom I was so besotted?»
Feeling his tongue on my mouth drove me crazy. Then I noticed that his strong and rough hands were holding onto my hips. They held me with such force that they made me feel completely his.
I kissed him with my eyes closed, completely unaware of Juan and Manu, who must have been perplexed by the scene unfolding a foot away from them. But for me, in those moments, there was only one man in the world, and this He was called Enrique. Then the bold hands of my boyfriend began to slowly slide down until they were grasping my buttocks. Then, without stopping kissing me, he started rubbing against me. I could feel his enormous erection. One of his hands finally let go of one of my buttocks. Venturing forward, underneath my dress. I knew that the skirt was so tight that it would probably lift up when he put his hand inside. But honestly, I was so horny that I didn't care. I noticed how the tips of his fingers were caressing me over my panties, just a few millimeters from my burning sex. I think if Enrique had wanted to at that moment, I would have let him fuck me right there. —You're hot like a slut!— Enrique shouted loudly so his friends could hear it, just before he separated from me. —Enrique, the truth is that we're getting very horny with your girlfriend,— Manu indicated grossly. —Have you heard, Olivia? You've made my friends hard for me,— said my boyfriend looking directly at me. —I haven't done anything,— I commented laughing a little embarrassed. —It was you who started touching me in front of them,— I added morbidly. —Let's take another drink,— Juan called the attention of the bartender. —Or are you so horny that you prefer we go home?— Enrique asked me in the most dirty and disgusting tone I had ever heard from him. That was too much for me, I felt embarrassed, although the truth was that I was extremely excited. —Let's take another,— I affirmed trying to hide the humiliation I felt. —Don't feel bad, woman. We're among friends,— Manu tried to calm me down, probably understanding the embarrassment I was going through. —Please forgive, but it's closing time and we have to close now,— the bartender told us seriously. I looked at the clock, the night had flown by. The friends of Enrique turned out to be very funny, all of it, despite my boyfriend's constant tone changes. —Olivia lives around here—, Enrique informed. —If she wants we can go grab the last drink at her place—, he added, leaving it hanging. I stayed quiet, having a good time. But honestly, it didn't seem normal to bring two men home at midnight. But I had promised myself that in this stage of my life I would be less judgy. I didn't dare be the buzzkill of the group.
—No big deal—, Manu said —Besides, Olivia is probably already tired and will want us to leave her alone—, he added kindly.
—If you guys feel like it we can grab the penultimate drink at my place. But with one condition. You have to promise not to talk loudly or make a racket. My neighbor next door is very nosy, and I don't know what she'd think if she saw me arriving with three men at this hour—, I said trying to explain.
—Don't worry, we'll behave—, Enrique assured, smiling.
Despite Manu's car being parked nearby, we had drunk too much and decided to walk. My place was less than ten minutes away.
Enrique led me the whole way, holding my waist. I appreciated it since it was already getting chilly, and I enjoyed feeling his body heat next to mine.
—Take her from the other side—, Enrique told Manu. —Olivia is cold—, he added.
Manu obeyed, then passed his arm around my other hip while I did the same with his waist. Walking down the street with two men holding onto me seemed very naughty and fun.
Suddenly, Manu's friend's hand dropped slowly to one of my buttocks, squeezing it hard. I didn't say anything, Enrique has it coming, I thought, laughing without giving it much importance.
Without a doubt, the alcohol was making its presence felt in our mood, with laughter and jokes flowing freely. They were letting me go during the entire trip until I got home.
—Now be quiet, please,— I said as soon as I entered the portal.
When they finally accessed my house, I invited them to come into the living room.
—I'm going to get ice,— I announced, heading towards the kitchen.
Just when I was putting the ice in the bucket, I noticed hands embracing me from behind.
—You're really getting me hot,— he said, pressing his groin against my butt and grabbing my chest.
I laughed happily, loving to excite my partner.
—You only get like that. You don't have to do anything,— I replied jokingly.
—Manu just told me he's been coming all the way touching your ass, and you've really got him hot,— he whispered, increasing the pressure on my backside.
—And what do you think is normal for me to let a friend of yours touch my butt?,— I asked, cut off by having hidden that point.
—He also told me he'd love to see us fuck,— he announced as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
—No,— I said cutting off any possible negotiation on that subject,—If your friend wants to see a couple screwing, tell him to put on a porn movie,— I replied irritated.
Enrique made me turn around and started kissing me. At that point in our relationship, he already knew that his tongue drove me completely crazy.
—Who are you?,— he asked.
—Yours, I'm your slut Enrique,— I replied with the same phrase he loved to hear from my mouth.
When we got to the living room, Manu and Juan were sitting on the three-seater sofa.
—What's the couple doing?,— Manu asked jokingly.
—Putting ice for our friend Enrique,— I responded following his joke.
Enrique pointed at his groin with his hand. It was clear he was getting an erection. When we all realized it, we started laughing hysterically.
I headed towards the bar cabinet while my boyfriend sat down in the only available armchair.
At that moment, I began serving the four cups, but my partner, taking advantage of the proximity, put one of his hands under my dress, obscenely touching my ass.
I didn't protest, by that point I was sure his friends wouldn't be scared of anything anymore.
'You look good, Olivia!' Enrique said without stopping to touch me.
When I finished preparing the drinks, I walked over to bring Manu and Juan their cups.
Then it was when Manu took advantage of the moment to imitate his friend and put his hand under my dress. Feeling my desired ass at his pleasure.
'Hey,' I said, addressing my boyfriend, 'your friend Manu is putting his hand in there,' I added jokingly.
'And you're sure you'll be thrilled he's doing it,' Enrique replied, laughing.
'But stay there. I want to immortalize this moment,' he said, pointing with the phone and taking an obscene photo. In which I appear from the feet up, and his friend is sitting on the sofa, with one hand under my dress. I have to say that I still conserve that curious image today.
Manu took those seconds to pass from my ass to the front of my panties. It was then when I instinctively opened my legs. I loved feeling the warmth of his fingers so close to my wet pussy.
'Sit down here,' Manu indicated, referring to his legs.
I looked at my boyfriend as if seeking permission. Enrique smiled and nodded his head affirmatively, giving me to understand that if I wanted, I could spend some time with his friend.
Then I obeyed, and sat on Manu's lap. Then I turned my head until we were face to face, and we started kissing. The truth is that the boy kissed well, and knew how to make me even hornier.
I don't know how long we were almost literally eating each other's mouths. But when I opened my eyes, my dress was up to my waist. Juan, the other friend of my boyfriend, was rubbing my thighs to his pleasure.
'Take off your dress. I want to see them being touched,' Enrique ordered me, in a dry and stern tone. remained expectant, almost as if hypnotized, looking from the armchair across from me, just like I allowed my two friends to fondle me at their whim.
I couldn't refuse, so I got up and took off my dress, letting it fall to the floor. Showing myself to the three men in lingerie, stockings, and high heels.
—You look like a real foxy girl that way —, Juan, the most timid of the two, said until then, almost silent.
The insult, far from bothering me, excited me even more than I already was. I decided at that very moment to change positions and also men for a while. Sitting this time on Juan's legs, just a second before our lips met.
—You told me Olivia is a nympho —, I heard my boyfriend say.
I didn't dare respond to the provocation of my partner. But like waking up from a strange dream, I got up and headed towards where he was. Then I grabbed his hand, trying to take him away from there.
—Let's go, sweetheart —, I almost begged. Let's go you and me to the bedroom. I think you've had enough fun for today, watching how my boyfriend kissed your friends —, I added with a certain tone of reproach.
He pulled me towards him, sitting me down on his lap now. It's his turn. In just five minutes, I'd sat on three men, I couldn't help but think.
Enrique began to kiss me, just like his two friends had done little before.
—You drive me crazy —, he murmured, bringing his lips close to my earlobe.
—Let's go to the bedroom —, I repeated again.
—Eat me first, then the pillow —, he indicated.
I got up from his lap and knelt in front of him, then opened his pants and pulled out his cock. It was fully erect.
I started masturbating it for a few seconds, then put it in my mouth. Enrique closed his eyes, leaning against the back of the armchair.
I adored his cock; fat, hard, and with veins about to burst. So... Concentrated on making a good blow job to my guy, I didn't even notice that Juan and Manu had gotten up. Both were standing behind me, enjoying the show.
Then Enrique grabbed my head and forced me to swallow it all the way down. I thought I was going to choke. When he finally let go, I couldn't hold back a strong hiccup. My saliva was sliding down the corner of my lips. I started coughing. I needed air.
No blow job without hiccups, my boyfriend said to his friends, laughing.
You were right. Olivia is a good tit-sucker, Manu said in a dirty and humiliating tone towards me.
I kept sucking Enrique's cock without daring to look up at that moment. I felt embarrassed by everything I was hearing. I'm sure Enrique has told them everything we do intimately, I thought, feeling betrayed by him.
Do you want to see her tits? Enrique continued his game.
The two men must have answered affirmatively, but I didn't even hear them. I noticed one of them unhooking my bra, leaving my breasts exposed. I never found out who had the courage to do it.
Damn! I heard Juan exclaim as they started playing with my tits at four hands. I let myself be touched excitedly, but also paralyzed by fear.
Come on, get up, Enrique told me again, holding my hand gently this time.
I stood up in front of him, opening my eyes for the first time in a while. At that moment, I don't know why, but I noticed that there were two photo frames of my two sons on the living room table. It seemed like they were staring at me with their round and expressive eyes. I don't know why I did it. But I went over to them and put those photographs face down. Like trying to hide from my children what was happening in our own home, where three men, had my mother at their disposal. I don't want them to see how much of a slut I am, I thought to myself. Then I approached my partner, he got up, put me against the sofa with my back facing him, and practically pushed me into it. He then grabbed my hip, lifting it upwards, taking advantage of that position to almost rip off my panties. I could feel him open my plump buttocks completely, leaving my anus visible to the three of them. Then he put his head between them and started licking. Enrique knew all too well what my greatest weaknesses were, he knew that this would drive me completely crazy. I tried to maintain my composure, hold back the pleasure I was feeling. I didn't want to give in. But then he brought one of his hands to my pussy. Starting to play with my swollen clitoris, not leaving it for a moment while licking my ass. I didn't take long to start moaning, listening to all sorts of filthy and libidinous comments from my boyfriend's two friends behind me. But I was so focused that, in those pleasurable moments, I couldn't even understand what they were saying anymore. It was precisely at that moment, just as I was about to reach orgasm, when Enrique stopped and made me turn around. I looked at him with murderous eyes for leaving me half-finished. But he maintained that wicked smile that I loved so much. It's time you take me to the room and screw me like God intended! I exclaimed furiously. Don't rush. We're still playing. This is just the beginning, Enrique responded calmly. I think your friends have seen enough. They've sucked me, touched me, and seen me naked. What more do you want? I asked, screaming at the top of my lungs, without remembering in those moments that it was late. I want to see everything, he said directly looking at me. Do you want to get screwed? the two? —, I asked sharply. —Yes —, he said bluntly. —Is it that you want to be the cuck, who sees his girlfriend is a slut of his friends? —, I interrogated him humbly now for him. —Yes, that's what I want —, he said challenging me. Then I thought my relationship with Enrique was over, 'I've only been a toy he knew how to bend to satisfy his lowest instincts,' I told myself with true rage. I got up and went where Manu and Juan were. Both had their pants down, surely both had been masturbating while watching the show. I gave each of them a short kiss, grabbed their hands, and said seriously looking at them. —You've heard it. Let's go to the bedroom, there you'll screw me more comfortably. I was completely naked. At that moment, I only wore high heels. When we got to my bedroom, I opened the bed by removing the quilt, and let myself fall onto the mattress while the two men undressed quickly. Enrique took it all with true calmness. Like a good epicure, he brought a chair from the living room, placed it in front of the bed, so he could observe the whole show in first row. He wanted to be an exceptional witness, of how his two lifelong friends were screwing his girlfriend. At that moment, Juan without any preamble, stood in front of my vagina and introduced his cock without saying a word. Like the most natural thing in the world, he started moving inside me. I was extremely excited by the sensation, feeling my pussy dilating to accommodate his cock inside me. The truth is that Juan's cock wasn't great either. Besides, everything has to be said, the man physically wasn't my type. He was short and chubby, and on the contrary, I've always liked men who are well-groomed, tall, handsome, and with a very masculine look. But at that moment, I was so horny that I think I would have let anyone fuck me. Anyone. Manu was something else instead. The boy was very well endowed and physically very good. Plus, he was much bolder than his friend, and I've always liked the more decisive men.
Just as his friend was putting it in me, Manu positioned himself beside the bed, bringing his thick cock to my mouth with the intention of making me suck him.
Now, my boy was satisfied with what I was letting them do to me. I glanced at Enrique discreetly, with the corner of my eye, my boyfriend starting to masturbate. It excited me to feel so slutty while doing it in front of him.
—But you're such a fox, Olivia! —Manu kept exclaiming, saying things that didn't bother me and actually turned me on even more.
—Do you want to screw her a bit? —Juan asked, stopping short —I'm going to come soon if I keep this up, —the man told his friend in a hurry.
—Don't come inside, let's see if we're going to get you pregnant, —Enrique said morbidly, knowing full well that since we'd started dating, I'd started taking the birth control pill.
—Don't worry, we'll come outside, —both men indicated almost in unison, unaware of this detail.
The two men changed positions. The truth is that feeling Manu's thick cock entering my vagina was something different from what Juan had made me feel. Now I couldn't help but start moaning.
Poor Juan, I imagine he must have felt hurt in his masculine pride, since he hadn't managed to get those kinds of screams out of me, but it wasn't time for pretenses anymore.
—How much you like being a promiscuous one, —Enrique tried to insult me. Knowing full well that at this moment, this kind of insults really got me turned on.
—I love it, piece of cuck, —I replied, pulling Juan's cock out just long enough to talk.
Then I sat up and got into the four-poster position. feet on the bed, I looked at Manu and with a vicious gaze I said to him: —Show your friend how a real man screws his friend —, I told him referring to my boyfriend. I don't know why I did it, but in reality it was a huge lie, because the truth is that no one has known how to make me feel like Enrique does. Noticing the strong thrusts of my boyfriend's friend from behind, made me come like a slut. —Give me more, give it hard —, I urged him on, while he was hitting me from behind, hard on my buttocks. The two men changed positions again, although this time, with my pussy so dilated already, I hardly felt Juan's cock. But anyway, I got excited feeling like that, surrendered to two men I had met that same night, and who for more irony were the friends of my partner who was enjoying it right in front of us. —I'm coming —announced Juan, who couldn't take it anymore. At that moment I felt a hot stream of semen splashed on my buttocks and back. «One less», I thought partly disappointed. Juan didn't say anything. After finishing he went to the bathroom to clean up a bit. Then he got dressed in silence and came over to me, who at that moment was riding like a possessed Valkyrie, on his friend Manu. —Thanks for this pleasant time, I'll never forget it —, he said giving me a tender kiss on the lips. Then he left. Days later I found out that the boy was about to get married. Even I myself was invited as Enrique's partner to the link. I imagine that after coming and recovering from the calm, certain remorse must have come to him. But the reality is that I don't know, since I never dared to talk to him about this topic. I was still fucking on top of Manu when my boyfriend finally got up from the chair he had occupied since we entered the bedroom. Then he put himself just behind me and began opening my buttocks again, which at that moment must have been bouncing due to the movement it gave me With Manu. I could notice how he introduced a finger into my anus, and at that moment I knew what my ex-boyfriend was trying to do. I tried to pull his hand away with a slap, but Manu held onto my arm from his position.
—You'll see how much you like us both having sex at the same time—, Manu assured me, laughing.
I didn't say anything when I noticed Enrique's saliva sliding down my butt a moment later. Then Enrique pulled his finger out of my anus and brought his glans closer to it; I stayed very still, motionless, waiting for his glorious entrance.
—Slowly! More slowly!—, I screamed as he was being lodged inside me.
We all remained quiet until I instinctively started moving. At first, I did it very slowly, almost in circles, but gradually my butt and pussy were adapting to being used at the same time by my two men. Gradually, I started moving faster.
That, along with my moans, confirmed that I was starting to enjoy the experience of being penetrated through both my orifices at once.
—Do you like my love?—, Enrique asked me, showing me all his affection.
—I do, darling—, I replied in the same tone.
—Do you want to marry me?—, he suddenly said.
I didn't answer; I thought he was saying it because of the excitement and lust we were feeling from fucking each other with his best friend.
—Olivia, I love you—, he told me, holding onto my breasts from behind without stopping the sex—It would be wonderful if you were my wife. Do you want to marry me?—
—I also love you—, I said for the first time in my life, with his friend fucking me as a witness. —Yes, I do—, I replied excitedly and emotionally.
Maybe it wasn't the proposal we all expect when we're young girls, but I have to say that I wouldn't change that moment for anything in the world. Since then, we've always celebrated our anniversaries with a third guest. I hope we can keep doing so for a long time. still. —Can I fuck my girlfriend's ass a little? — asked Manu laughing. —Of course — replied my future husband, pulling it out of my interior. Feeling the thick cock of Manu inside my ass made me shudder with pleasure, while Enrique returned to the chair to enjoy the show. I screamed like a madwoman, not caring if some neighbor could hear me screaming with pleasure. I was so out of it that few things could bother me at that moment. —I'm going to come, where do you want my cum? — Manu asked in a stuttering tone. —I want it inside — I replied. A second later, my boyfriend's friend started ejaculating. I loved that feeling, I swear I could feel the strong pulsations of his cock as he unloaded all his cum into my insides. After coming, he still stayed inside me for a while. Then, when his cock began to shrink, he got up and left for the bathroom, taking his clothes with him. —Well, I think it's late and it's time for me to leave — said Manu visibly exhausted but with a satisfied smile. —It's been an unforgettable night, I hope you'll want to repeat it sometime. Olivia, you're a fantastic woman — he said giving me a warm kiss on the lips. Then he went over to where Enrique was. —Congratulations — he said extending his hand. —You're very lucky — he added. —Many thanks, friend — my boyfriend said giving him a firm handshake —You know you're invited to the wedding — he confirmed. —I didn't expect less — Manu replied. —Olivia, would you like to accompany Manu to the door? I was a obedient girl and did as my boy always did. I got up from the bed, grabbed Manu's hand, and accompanied him to the door. We stayed there for a while longer, giving each other a last and passionate kiss. I enjoyed spending some minutes alone with Manu for the first time. When I finally closed the front door, I returned to the room. Enrique was waiting patiently in bed. bed. --Come here--, he said, inviting me to lie down beside him. --Now it's my turn to come--, he added, dedicating one of his morbid smiles to me.
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