Your friends are loyal if I'm your woman?

Yesterday two years had passed since I got engaged to Esteban, and my 21st birthday would arrive at the weekend. This put me in especially good spirits, although I usually am happy.


When I looked at myself in the mirror wearing lingerie, I felt good with myself. I thought that, given everything I'd been eating lately, I would gain weight; because I've always had that tendency. However, my waistline looked about the same as it has for the past few months. I'm not quite chubby, but rather plump and curvy.







My body became much more toned after several months at the gym. That fills me with happiness. My subtle curves turned into prominent ones. Now they're better defined, and my firmer buttocks with a nearly perfect rounded shape. Yes, I'm big booty and it bothers me to have a sagging Booty; but at least I can say I don't need to worry about that for a while. My Booty looks fabulous.






I have good tits and I'm proud of them. Never really interested me much in my physical appearance, until I started going to the gym and discovered the body I can achieve. In the end, it's all about toning certain muscles.


I'm going to give my PE teacher a big gift. Thanks to her, I'll be celebrating my 21st birthday feeling fabulous.
Esteban always flattered my figure, he makes me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world; but since I've been with him I feel a little self-conscious. He's a tall guy, older than me by a year and does quite some sports; has a fibrous and firm body. There were times when I thought I wasn't pretty enough to be with him; although Esteban never made me feel less. However now I feel wonderful, I think I'm the perfect girlfriend for him.Now I'm going through a somewhat superficial phase; but what I really like about Esteban is his way of being: friendly, funny, and nice. I think he's the perfect boyfriend for me. I love going to his house and sleeping over with him. Since he has his own apartment, we can do whatever we want and no one bothers us. But this isn't something we can always do. I don't want to be such an invasive girlfriend and I like giving him space. There are days when Esteban hangs out with some of his friends and usually doesn't let me go, even though I already know several of them. I had a small jealousy scene, but after a while I told him he has the right to hang out with his friends... just like I have the right to hang out with my girlfriends. That left things in equal conditions for both of us.

My birthday would be on Saturday and I had planned to go dancing with my girlfriends. Since it was Friday, I intended to spend the whole night with Esteban. I got dressed casually but sexily. I put on a light blue jeans pant that was almost white from being worn so much; however, it was very fitted and helped accentuate my newly acquired figure. I paired it with a simple printed shirt that was slightly cut out. Yes, I wore platform shoes to lift up... this pant deserved it.I left for my boyfriend's apartment. When he opened the door, I took a big surprise. It wasn't because he had organized a birthday party for me or anything like that. I had warned him in advance that I would be spending the night with him on Friday to celebrate my birthday; but there were all his friends.

—Hello, my love —I greeted him, hugging him around the waist. I gave him a tender kiss on the mouth.

I was angry with him for inviting his friends, and I'm an expert at containing my fury. I didn't want to make a scene in front of everyone, but Esteban and I were going to have a serious talk.

—What surprise —he said, with a timid smile.

How what surprise? I had warned him I was coming! I wanted to scold him, but instead I smiled, while a vein on my forehead pulsed, threatening to burst at any moment.

—Yes, love —I said, with well-acted sympathy—. I wanted to give you a little surprise. You know what I mean —I used my best sensual tone, and ran my finger over his chest. I noticed the gaze of his friends on us.

—Em... it's good to know —he turned red.

—I didn't know your friends were going to be here.

—This... I didn't know either. They also decided to give me a surprise visit.

—but I'm sure my surprise is better —I swayed smoothly, like a cat in heat.

—Without a doubt —my boyfriend assured me, knowing that if he responded otherwise, he would be brutally killed by a cat in heat—. Come on, come in. You already know the guys... well, most of them. This one is Mauro —he pointed to the shortest of the three. He had black hair and a few days' beard, which made it a bit hard for me to recognize him; but yes, I had seen him before. I greeted him with a kiss on the cheek, while Esteban closed the door—. That other one is César. —He referred to a somewhat chubby guy, not quite fat, with brown hair like his boyfriend's. I also approached to give him a kiss on the cheek. The third one I didn't know, it was a blonde tan high as Esteban and with celestial eyes, I thought he was a very handsome dude—. This is the one you don't know, his name is Juan Carlos.

What's up Juan Carlos? Nice to meet you—

Hola, nice to meet you…

Lorena. But they can call me Lore or Loli.

Perfect. My friends usually call me Juan.

I couldn't help but scan his entire anatomy with my gaze, even stopping for a few seconds at his package. I did it without hiding, because I wanted Esteban to get jealous. This was part of my revenge plan for having invited his friends on the night of my birthday.

Come here for a minute, Esteban. There's something I want to tell you—

I grabbed my boyfriend's arm and practically dragged him along. When we walked, I did it with a lot of swaying hips. I wish he had also noticed how his friends were looking at my ass, especially the handsome blond one.

Don't you remember when I told you that I was going to come?—

Yes, yes... but... they just showed up uninvited. I told them you were coming, but they said it didn't bother them.

And didn't you tell them we were having a special night?

He looked confused.

Why is it special?

The big jerk had forgotten my birthday! And not only that, he also forgot our second anniversary as a couple. It had been a day since then, but we hadn't celebrated anything. I was reserving everything for today. I didn't want him to take me out to some fancy restaurant or throw me a surprise party. I just wanted us to spend the night together, watching some movies... and getting it on.

I wanted to strangle him right there or marry him just so I could divorce him. But then something much better occurred to me. I had declared war on him and he didn't know it.

No, nothing—

I'm a little horny, you know?—I showed off my sensuality.—I really wanted to get it on; but we'll leave that for later, if your friends go. Now, let's— having a beer with them. —If you want I can tell them to leave. —No, no… it's not necessary. I can wait. My battle plan required the presence of his friends. I would use the discord as an advantage. I walked directly to the kitchen, which is actually part of the same living room area, separated only by a bar. I grabbed a cold beer from the fridge and some glasses. I approached my boyfriend's friends and put the bottle on a low table, opened it and started filling the glasses. I positioned myself in a strategic spot. The low table forced me to crouch down a lot, and I did so in a way that a lady should never do: with all my ass in full bloom. I could feel the tension of the worn jeans against my buttocks, especially between them.

César and Mauro were sitting on the sofa, they had the best view, since my ass had left it practically against their face. I moved a little bit, aiming atJuan Carlos, who was sitting in an individual armchair to my right. He wanted him to be able to look at me comfortably too. It was impossible for Esteban not to notice how his friends were looking at me; but if he did notice, he didn't say anything. The one who spoke up was César, and I realized that he was the boldest of the three. I took note of that detail.

—You look really good in this pantaloon, —he said.

—Many thanks, —I replied naturally—. This pantaloon is old, but I hadn't worn it for months because when I gained a little weight, it no longer fit me.

—Of course, it's just that it fits you so tightly that if you gain twenty grams, you won't be able to wear it anymore. But that's exactly what makes it so attractive.

—I'm really happy to be able to wear it again, I had to kill myself at the gym for months to get this ass; but it was totally worth it —I gave my cheeks a few slaps, pushing up my Booty.I don't know how you were before —Juan Carlos animatedly said—, because I met you today. But I have to admit that you have a beautiful ass. I'm jealous of Esteban, I wish I had a girlfriend with that ass.

My boyfriend laughed shyly. Had he been bothered by his friend's comment? If so, then I'm very happy. Let him get angry.

In another context, I would have been offended if someone I just met had flattered my ass like that in front of my boyfriend. Maybe if Esteban weren't there, I wouldn't be so annoyed, but since he was, I had to play the role of good girlfriend. I should say something like This booty is only for my boyfriend. However, I had declared war on him, so I said:

I'm very happy that you like my ass. You can look at it as much as you want, and it doesn't offend me. On the contrary, coming from you, I take it as a compliment. I'll put myself out if they look at me. And if they also give me some flattery, even better. I worked hard to have these buttocks, it makes me happy that someone appreciates them.

That last one was a blow for my boyfriend, who hadn't been flattering my ass despite how much effort I'd put into the gym.

I leaned forward, more than necessary, and all of my ass was just centimeters from Juan Carlos's face. I handed Mauro another César a glass, then turned around, pointing my backside at them both, and gave him his glass. I took one for myself, and that's when Esteban said:

Didn't you bring me a glass?

Oh, no love. Sorry... I forgot.

It's okay, it doesn't matter.

You sit down —I pointed to the second individual armchair, which was facing Juan Carlos—. I'll find you a glass.

I didn't do it out of courtesy, but because I wanted some excuse to stay standing up. My feminine intuition warned me that my boyfriend's friends were staring at my ass. When I grabbed the glass and turned back around, I confirmed it. Even Juan Carlos had turned his neck quite a bit, beca The kitchen was behind her. —You're going to break your neck —I said between laughs. —It's that those buttocks are like a magnet for eyes —This time it was Mauro who got bold enough to speak, I noticed he had finished his beer, maybe that's what emboldened him. —What a jerk! —I exclaimed, laughing; his words really made me feel good. Not even felt sorry for my boyfriend—. I'm going to get another beer because this one is almost empty. I took out another bottle from the fridge and went back to the rat table. I took a sip of my glass, it was very cold, just like I liked it. This time I delayed opening the beer, all the while giving my boyfriend's friends my back. —You have a very beautiful girlfriend —César congratulated my boyfriend. —It's very true, I always tell her how beautiful she is. “Not always —I thought—. But today I'm fine with them saying it to your friends”. —Besides being beautiful, she takes care of me very well —Added my boyfriend, with a playful smile. Esteban took advantage of the moment when I turned and my butt was pointing at him, he passed his fingers over my crotch, pressing firmly. Despite wearing jeans, I felt it on the lips of my vagina. He did it quickly so no one may have noticed. I took this action from my boyfriend as a way to mark territory. Definitely women are not the only ones who do it. Maybe he felt threatened by the lustful glances of his friends and wanted to remind everyone that my butt belonged to him. —You're going to make her blush —said Mauro. —Oh, if I got offended by a grope, I couldn't be dating this degenerate —I said smiling and pointing at my boyfriend with my thumb. —It seems he knows you well —added Juan. I realized I took the beer too quickly and it was already taking effect on me. Besides, no matter how angry I am with my boyfriend, I have to admit that his bold grope excited me a lot; more than usual. Maybe it's because his friends were witnesses of the act. This led me to be a little more daring. I turned around, pointing at my large ass towards my boyfriend's friends and I said: —I worked so hard to have this butt that any flattery makes my day. Even knowing they're looking at my butt puts me in a good mood. At the gym, there's always someone who wants to touch it a little bit. I assure you, I'm not one of those who get offended by such things. I was aware that basically I was inviting these guys to look at my butt with no shame, make compliments and even touch it. The first one to take the initiative was César. —Lorena, your pants fit you very well —he assured. I thanked him. His comment was quite smooth and polite. However, Mauro was much bolder. —I think that butt wasn't made sitting down —and took a long swig of beer. My stomach turned with pleasure. If I wanted to get back at my boyfriend for forgetting my birthday, this kind of comment was exactly what I needed. Plus, I have to admit it got me a little horny... especially considering the response I had in mind. On another occasion I wouldn't have dared to say it; but this time I didn't care. —It depends —I said—. What did you mean by sitting down? —everyone burst out laughing except my boyfriend—. I can assure you that there are certain types of sitting that help a lot in forming a good Booty. And lately, I've been sitting on several. Once again, that wave of pleasure rose up from my stomach and spread throughout my body. That last comment was bold and partly came from resentment; but I also said it for the thrill of it. The matter of being touched at the gym was completely real, even though I mentioned it to Esteban once. He would have intervened if I hadn't forbidden him. I told him I'd take care of that myself. The truth is that wearing a well-fitting pant and having everyone's eyes on my ass makes me feel very good. And if someone comes over to touch it a little, maybe I'll be willing to be a fool. innocent little game and it gradually turned into something else. Some of my regular gym companions started to notice that I was letting people touch my butt without putting up too much resistance... and the groping increased. Especially in areas that offer a bit more privacy, such as some locker rooms or the bathroom.

César, who apparently had a fixation with tight clothes, added to his previous comment:

It's great you're into wearing that pantaloon. It really shows off your figure. Most women wouldn't dare wear it.

Thanks... but it comes at a price, I assured him. It fits too tightly and pinches me a bit around the waist. Sometimes I don't know why I still wear it.

If it's too tight, unbutton it, my boyfriend said, not giving me time to respond. He stopped behind me and undid the button on my pantaloon, then took the liberty of lowering the zipper slightly, revealing the mark left by the pantaloon on my skin. As if that weren't enough, everyone found out I was wearing a pink thong.

It seemed like Esteban was declaring war on me. Maybe he was upset about my comments and now wanted to make me feel embarrassed in front of his friends. But he's mistaken if he thinks I'll give up so easily.

I have to admit, I'm feeling much better now, I said with a smile.

I caressed the horizontal marks left on my skin by the pantaloon. They were already fading; my intention was to draw everyone's attention to the little piece of thong that was showing. In the gym, I allowed myself to play with it a bit, taking off my pantaloon at the locker room door and letting someone curious take a look at my butt. I love wearing those sports bras in V shape; they're very comfortable and leave little to the imagination. Ideal for showing a bit of ass in a gym.

But now I was wearing an even more erotic thong, because I wanted to have fun with my boyfriend. It had small details in fit and it was semi-transparent. My pubic depilation could be guessed at beneath the thong's fabric.

I took a seat without rebuttoning my pants, inevitably everyone gazed at how my stomach had been marked by the jean's pressure.

—It left you very red, doesn't it hurt? Mauro asked.

—Yes, a bit. It seems I won't be able to wear this pantaloon anymore, I replied.

—If you do that, I can assure you'll make several men very unhappy Juan Carlos said, including myself.

—I'm sorry, but it's too big of a sacrifice I responded, leaning back on the sofa. I brought my Booty almost to the edge and rested my back against the headrest, separating my legs slightly.

—I removed my slippers to feel more comfortable and caressed the area near my pubis where the pantaloon had left marks.

—It's true, it really did leave a mark César said, daring to run his hand over the marks on my skin. Definitely he was the most bold one, even my boyfriend looked at him in awe; though he didn't say anything.

—Mauro and Juan Carlos brought more beer and we continued drinking, chatting about funny things that helped break the ice. We were laughing a lot and even Esteban seemed to be enjoying himself, despite his friends staring at me.

Suddenly César brought the conversation back to a sultry topic.

—Loli, do you have any friend who's good-looking enough to introduce me? he asked, taking the courage to caress my stomach very close to the thong's edge.

—I have a friend named Débora, I met her at the gym. She's very good-looking, has a better ass than mine... and she does wonders with her tongue I winked— that's why I keep her for myself. Everyone started laughing except my boyfriend.

—That would be the last one, Esteban said with fake resignation— besides being cuck, which is because of a woman.

—I know I overstepped by saying that; but the beer had already... I was having an effect on me, and my boyfriend's friends were encouraging me to behave that way. What Esteban may not have imagined is that my words had much more truth than humor.

When the matter of groping at the gym became practically routine, Débora... and she was the least discreet. There were times when she rubbed against me above the leggings, right in front of everyone else at the gym.

—And how do you know it's so good with her tongue? —Mauro asked. I noticed that the boy had blushed, perhaps he wasn't used to talking about these topics in front of a crowd.

—Mmmm... I heard some rumors.

That was true. Some gym companions told me that Débora was an excellent head master and that when they offered her something of good size, she never refused to suck it. But it wasn't just rumors. I could verify her talent firsthand. One day we were showering together in the gym locker room, both of us completely naked. Débora's caresses became increasingly hot. When I realized that things had gotten serious and it was no longer just a game, I already had two fingers of hers well inserted into my pussy, and her tongue exploring the deepest recesses of my throat. All while the warm water from the shower poured over our bodies.



I got up to get another beer and my boyfriend grabbed my butt. --At least I know that I'm the owner of this ass. --Excuse me? --I asked, kept walking to move away from him. I didn't want to give him the pleasure of enjoying my butt--. Here, only the owner of the ass is me; and I can choose who touches it. --I grabbed a beer from the fridge and went back to serve it in the glasses on the rat table. I leaned over and my big butt was very close to César's face. Since I knew he was looking at me, I decided to take this game further--. Would there be any complaint from your part if I let César touch my ass? I gave myself a few slaps on one of my butts, inviting my boyfriend's friend to touch it. He didn't hesitate, stretched out his hand in a determined way and grabbed a butt with force, went up with his fingers all along the seam of my Booty. That was going too far; but I didn't want to show weakness, so I didn't say anything and continued serving beers.Can we also try it? —Asked Juan Carlos, referring to himself and Mauro.

Yes, why not? —I said, looking at Esteban defiantly; he was just smiling.

If I was suffering from my bold attitude, he didn't show any signs of it... and that's exactly what made me angry.

So you're the type who gets off on being superior, one who doesn't mind other men touching his girlfriend's ass —I thought—. Well, let's see if you react a bit when things get worse.

Mauro got up and simultaneously both grabbed my Booty, one each cheek, I kept it firm and raised.

For you to learn that you're not the owner of anything —I said to my boyfriend, defiantly.

I am the owner of something, I bought this corset myself. —He referred to the corset he was wearing—. So give it back, I'll give it to someone else who appreciates it better.

Without giving me time to react, he lifted the back part of my shirt and easily removed the corset. He ripped it off and my tits bounced a bit. I knew he was doing it as revenge for my behavior. When I adjusted my shirt, I realized that my nipples were quite noticeable. Esteban left the corset next to him and looked at me expectantly.Give it to whoever wants it - I said, maintaining my defiant attitude -. See whereeYou find another one that has them like this - I said, grabbing my breasts with both hands, they're not giants but they do have good size. I'm proud of my breasts, although more of my ass.

-- You've got a mark there -- Mauro said, who had gotten up in front of me and could see inside my neckline.

-- Yes, this prick did it to me -- I pointed out my boyfriend.

I lowered the collar of my sweater a little and showed them a good part of my left breast, almost reaching the nipple. A violet mark could be seen, it was a hickey that Esteban had made for me a few days ago.You have very good tits, said Caesar. But I ignored his comment and kept talking about the marks on my skin.Besides, as if that weren't enough -- I turned halfway around, lowered my pants a bit, showing them more than half of my booty along with the thong that was slipping into the seamAlso, he left me all marked and scratched there – it was true, I had marks on my Booty that Esteban had made in a moment of heat –. Sometimes we get a little... wild – I said, with cheekiness –. But the stupid guy bit my ass.

I understand, – Mauro said –. That asshole makes you want to bite it – he went back to caressing all my ass.

It may be, and I don't mind a little rough sex; I'm quite passionate. But I don't like being bitten. I wouldn't mind if they treated me with a bit of gentleness sometimes...

How? Like this? – Esteban asked, at the same time as he put his hand inside my pants.

It seemed that my boyfriend was counterattacking and his intention was to humiliate me in front of his friends. His hand reached my crotch, began to rub my vagina through the underwear without any shame, massaged my clitoris in circles and massaged my lips.

No, stop it, you pervert! You're going to soak me all – I begged him, and certainly felt like my pussy was getting wet. He started to take off my jeans, Mauro and Juan helped him –. No, wait, what are they doing?

Wasn't it that you didn't give a damn about showing your ass? – My boyfriend asked, throwing my own words back in my face, while they finished taking off my pants. They even took off my socks. I was left with only the thong and the shirt, which emphasized my hard nipples.I realized that if I showed signs of shame, my boyfriend would be winning points in this declared war. So, despite the discomfort it generated for me to be practically naked in front of his friends, I remained calm and spoke in a casual tone.

—Said I got waxed today, or else they'd notice all the hairs —I said, referring to my semi-transparent underwear.

The thong left almost perfect visibility of the area where there should have been hair; but it covered better below, where my vagina was. Only the outline of my lips showed a little bit. César took advantage to touch me again on the Booty, this time passing his fingers between the lips of my pussy.

—Can you bring another beer? —Esteban asked. He couldn't see how his friend was touching me.

I agreed. While I went to the kitchen, they took advantage to look at my ass. I didn't even have to turn around to confirm it; it was obvious.

When I returned, I saw Juan Carlos sitting in my place. My boyfriend's three friends occupied the same sofa.

—You took my spot —I reproached him, leaving the beer on the table. By bending down, I must have given them a well-detailed image of my pussy naked.



—Your place is mine —he said, pointing to the empty armchair.

—No, leave it, I'm going to sit here with my friend César, who seems like a good person —I said, sitting down on the boy's lap. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Esteban, as if only he was showing him a complicit smile, and calmed down.

—That was a mistake —Juan Carlos assured me—. César is the most degenerate of the four.

I knew that was true because César was the one who got the most worked up with comments and touching; but my intention was to provoke my boyfriend. A few seconds after sitting on César, I started feeling a bulge against my Booty.

—It's not that he's degenerate —the accused defended himself—. What happens is that this ass invites you to touch it... and these drums, who doesn't die of desire to squeeze them? —he brought his hands up to my breasts and pinched my nipples, in unison, over the fabric of the sweater. That impertinent act made me vibrate with heat.

After this manhandling, I lay down across the armchair. My back was leaning against Mauro's and Juan Carlos' legs. My Booty remained on César's bulge, which didn't stop growing.

They kept talking about me, flattering my legs, breasts, ass... and even my pussy. Esteban told a summarized version of how we met. It was at a disco and the first night I sucked his cock. From then on he knew he wanted to go out with me every weekend. Meanwhile César, taking advantage of the proximity he had to my crotch, brought his hand up to my vagina. He started giving me soft massages above the thong, focusing especially on the area of my clitoris. I didn't say anything. I closed my eyes and enjoyed it. Everything was spinning around, but it felt wonderful. I could feel my sex hot and viscous.

I got up to put some music on, everyone stood up to get more beer or snacks. I approached Esteban's computer and started looking for a good playlist... Spotify. As I was standing up, slightly inclined forward, Mauro and Juan Carlos took advantage of it. They approached me like wolves before a prey and put their hands on my booty, not saying anything to them, they explored all my pussy with their fingers, while suggesting songs to me.

When I got close to Esteban, he hugged me and also put his back against him, giving himself the task of rubbing my vagina.

What's hot is this he said, referring to my sex.

It's because of your friends who take advantage of me and make me touch myself I defended myself.

I guess it doesn't bother you much he added, putting his hand inside my thong and touching my pussy. Then he started lowering my thong.

Hey, you should defend me, not side with them! I complained while my pink pussy was visible to everyone present.

I just want them to see how wet you get.

If this was a trick to inhibit me, it wasn't working. It provoked me a lot that his friends saw me naked. Esteban put two fingers in my pussy and moved them a little, when he took them out they were impregnated with a viscous and transparent substance.I stepped away from him and went in search of another beer glass. It was very cold and refreshed my throat. Juan Carlos approached me from behind without asking permission, started rubbing my pussy. He didn't put his fingers in, but he could enjoy the moisture of my vaginal lips. When he stepped back after a few seconds, Mauro, who was passing by casually behind me, also took advantage to touch my booty. He did take the courage to put one of his fingers into my pussy as deep as possible. He pushed it so far in that I had to stand on tiptoes.

I no longer felt uncomfortable, quite the opposite, the beer had gone a bit to my head and everything seemed lovely. I wrapped my arms around Esteban's neck and gave him a loving kiss at the same time César was also playing with my vaginal lips, playing with my lips. I lowered one of my hands and moving it quickly back, without looking, grabbed César's package from above his pants. I squeezed it and noticed that it was completely hard. Then I stepped away from him and went to the fridge to look for more beer.