That day we had gone out separately, but the idea was to come back together. So while she was with her friends at a bar/disco I was at another bar with people. We messaged each other several times, telling each other what we were doing and checking in on each other's desire to go home to coordinate that return, since I had the car. In one of those messages she told me that the group of friends' table had expanded with a group of cool guys. The night went on without more. My night ended fairly early so I started getting bored and started messaging her. The idea was to go home where she was. The note is elusive for both things. So I sent myself to the bar where she was.
I arrived at the bar and saw them. They were sitting behind a table. In a kind of armchair. The table full of glasses, which told me that there was more people who had probably opted for the dance floor sector. They stayed chatting. Clearly there was vibe. I settled into a corner of the bar to see them and asked for a beer so as not to raise suspicions.
They were talking, laughing. They were very close to each other. She was wearing a dress that barely reached above her knees. I could see, under the table, that his hand was resting on her knee. It wasn't just friendly conversation anymore. There was something more. He was getting closer, speaking into her ear, she was laughing and he would lift his hand up a bit more. After the second comment in her ear, the hand started to drag the dress.
I decided to go back to messaging. Go back to asking if everything was okay there. But I added a little spice.
Me: Hi, is everything okay over there? I'm already wrapping things up halfway. Like, I'm going to leave. You? Have any of the guys who joined the table hit on you yet?
Her: jejejeje 🤷♂️ If I hadn't seen what I saw her response would have sounded like a joke, like my question wouldn't have made sense if I didn't know that I was seeing them.
Me: Whoa. If you have plans with someone don't leave me out. Look, the fantasy of being three is still alive. 😘
There was no response. rapid. But if an action on the table surprised me. She stood up, grabbed her phone and faced the bathroom. Then a message came in. She: Is it serious? I'll tell you the truth. Yes, she painted on with a guy. A lot. I know him from before. It makes me want to. If it's serious, I'll advance. And I promise that only something will happen if it's between the three of us. I waited for a few minutes to respond. I wanted it to seem like I was thinking about it. But my head was already exploding. She: and? Me: Okay. How do we do this? Do you look for me? Do you look for them? What wave? How do we follow up? Seconds after my message was received, she reappeared in the living room. She did it looking around to make sure no one knew her. From my location, it was impossible for me to see her. Far away, little light. Many people. She sat down next to him smiling. She kissed him. He was surprised and returned the kiss. Now it was her hand that ran along his leg as they kissed. She was caressing him. She separated her mouth from his and spoke into his ear. His face fell apart. He looked at her in surprise. She kissed him again and grabbed his cock over his pants. And she spoke to him again. He relaxed, smiled, and said something into her ear. She pointed to the glasses. They settled back down like they were before she went to the bathroom. While he took a sip, she returned to the phone. She: I have someone to go with. You go home and we'll see each other there. 😘 She left the phone. He asked for the bill. I got up and left. I arrived home in about 15 minutes and went into my room. I turned on the TV and left my phone on the bed. My head was racing. I knew they could take a little longer. But after an hour with no news, I thought about sending a message. Dude. I didn't do it. I kept waiting. About 15 minutes later, I heard the sound of the door keys. Then I would find out why there was a delay. I stayed silent. I waited for a few seconds, which seemed eternal. I got up and slowly opened the room door and looked into the living room. The light was off, but a small stone lamp was lit The light generated by the lamp was sufficient for me to see them. They were kissing. He was squeezing her hard on the buttocks and holding her up on tiptoes. She let go and pulled off his shirt. He turned her around, brought her against him, and kissed her neck while unfastening her bra so that her dress would fall to the floor. She was almost naked. Only in a thong. And where was her bra? I thought. And I smiled. The delay. He started to descend while kissing her back. She was fully committed. She knelt down. She gave him soft bites on the buttocks while finishing undressing her. She turned around and put him on his feet. Now she was the one descending. Undressing him as she kneeled down. He ended up completely naked. She grabbed his cock, where only the tips of her fingers touched its width, and started sucking it. I decided it was time to leave. Naked and slowly so as not to disturb them. He realized it and looked at me, unsure what to say. I smiled and nodded my head while approaching. She stopped and turned towards me to kiss me. He squeezed her buttocks and brought his cock close to put it between her legs, which started moving like fronting against his use the word: pussy. I pushed her and turned her around. I led her to the edge of the armchair so she could bend over the cushion. I stood in front of her, and soon she started sucking my cock. He approached from behind and slowly but decisively started entering. Each push of his was a strong groan from her. He accelerated. She started groaning more intensely until she exploded in an orgasm. He also let out a sigh while my cock pulsed in her mouth and I released the last drop of pleasure. I didn't want to give him time to think because this couldn't end like this. Quickly, I sat her down on the armchair and started playing with my tongue on her use the word: pussy. It was still pulsing. She was holding my head and groaning. I felt her hand come out. I looked aside and he was standing there while she touched him And he pinched her nipples. We were about to keep going. He took away my position. He stopped and faced the piece. We went after her. She opened the lamp table and passed a lubricant to him. He understood right away and started getting ready. He pushed me onto the bed. He got on top of me and put his cock as far inside me as possible, using the word: pussy. He leaned forward and left his ass at the mercy of our new friend. He entered slowly. She was enjoying it smoothly. We were both inside. The three of us quiet. She started moving slowly. He followed the movement. Our breathing accelerated. Mine too. I felt like the intensity of the movements was making us more and more on edge. I heard her moaning like never before, strong, almost a scream. She shuddered. He moaned too. I exploded inside her. It was intense. Very intense. Our breathing continued to accelerate but we were quiet. No one moved, it seemed like hours had passed. He came out slowly. He leaned against the wall. She got off me and rolled onto the bed beside me. I opened my eyes and looked at her. We smiled. No one spoke. Until she said I'm going to take a bath. We laughed three times. She left. He turned back to the living room to change. I changed and went to the kitchen. Prepared a drink to share with the new friend. We talked about how it was our first experience like that. We had a good time. We exchanged phone numbers, thinking about repeating it. She came out of the bathroom. He said he had to go. She opened the door and bid him farewell. She returned. She kissed me. Lit a cigarette. We laughed. We commented on how good it was and between chat and chat she told me why they were late. But that's another story.
I arrived at the bar and saw them. They were sitting behind a table. In a kind of armchair. The table full of glasses, which told me that there was more people who had probably opted for the dance floor sector. They stayed chatting. Clearly there was vibe. I settled into a corner of the bar to see them and asked for a beer so as not to raise suspicions.
They were talking, laughing. They were very close to each other. She was wearing a dress that barely reached above her knees. I could see, under the table, that his hand was resting on her knee. It wasn't just friendly conversation anymore. There was something more. He was getting closer, speaking into her ear, she was laughing and he would lift his hand up a bit more. After the second comment in her ear, the hand started to drag the dress.
I decided to go back to messaging. Go back to asking if everything was okay there. But I added a little spice.
Me: Hi, is everything okay over there? I'm already wrapping things up halfway. Like, I'm going to leave. You? Have any of the guys who joined the table hit on you yet?
Her: jejejeje 🤷♂️ If I hadn't seen what I saw her response would have sounded like a joke, like my question wouldn't have made sense if I didn't know that I was seeing them.
Me: Whoa. If you have plans with someone don't leave me out. Look, the fantasy of being three is still alive. 😘
There was no response. rapid. But if an action on the table surprised me. She stood up, grabbed her phone and faced the bathroom. Then a message came in. She: Is it serious? I'll tell you the truth. Yes, she painted on with a guy. A lot. I know him from before. It makes me want to. If it's serious, I'll advance. And I promise that only something will happen if it's between the three of us. I waited for a few minutes to respond. I wanted it to seem like I was thinking about it. But my head was already exploding. She: and? Me: Okay. How do we do this? Do you look for me? Do you look for them? What wave? How do we follow up? Seconds after my message was received, she reappeared in the living room. She did it looking around to make sure no one knew her. From my location, it was impossible for me to see her. Far away, little light. Many people. She sat down next to him smiling. She kissed him. He was surprised and returned the kiss. Now it was her hand that ran along his leg as they kissed. She was caressing him. She separated her mouth from his and spoke into his ear. His face fell apart. He looked at her in surprise. She kissed him again and grabbed his cock over his pants. And she spoke to him again. He relaxed, smiled, and said something into her ear. She pointed to the glasses. They settled back down like they were before she went to the bathroom. While he took a sip, she returned to the phone. She: I have someone to go with. You go home and we'll see each other there. 😘 She left the phone. He asked for the bill. I got up and left. I arrived home in about 15 minutes and went into my room. I turned on the TV and left my phone on the bed. My head was racing. I knew they could take a little longer. But after an hour with no news, I thought about sending a message. Dude. I didn't do it. I kept waiting. About 15 minutes later, I heard the sound of the door keys. Then I would find out why there was a delay. I stayed silent. I waited for a few seconds, which seemed eternal. I got up and slowly opened the room door and looked into the living room. The light was off, but a small stone lamp was lit The light generated by the lamp was sufficient for me to see them. They were kissing. He was squeezing her hard on the buttocks and holding her up on tiptoes. She let go and pulled off his shirt. He turned her around, brought her against him, and kissed her neck while unfastening her bra so that her dress would fall to the floor. She was almost naked. Only in a thong. And where was her bra? I thought. And I smiled. The delay. He started to descend while kissing her back. She was fully committed. She knelt down. She gave him soft bites on the buttocks while finishing undressing her. She turned around and put him on his feet. Now she was the one descending. Undressing him as she kneeled down. He ended up completely naked. She grabbed his cock, where only the tips of her fingers touched its width, and started sucking it. I decided it was time to leave. Naked and slowly so as not to disturb them. He realized it and looked at me, unsure what to say. I smiled and nodded my head while approaching. She stopped and turned towards me to kiss me. He squeezed her buttocks and brought his cock close to put it between her legs, which started moving like fronting against his use the word: pussy. I pushed her and turned her around. I led her to the edge of the armchair so she could bend over the cushion. I stood in front of her, and soon she started sucking my cock. He approached from behind and slowly but decisively started entering. Each push of his was a strong groan from her. He accelerated. She started groaning more intensely until she exploded in an orgasm. He also let out a sigh while my cock pulsed in her mouth and I released the last drop of pleasure. I didn't want to give him time to think because this couldn't end like this. Quickly, I sat her down on the armchair and started playing with my tongue on her use the word: pussy. It was still pulsing. She was holding my head and groaning. I felt her hand come out. I looked aside and he was standing there while she touched him And he pinched her nipples. We were about to keep going. He took away my position. He stopped and faced the piece. We went after her. She opened the lamp table and passed a lubricant to him. He understood right away and started getting ready. He pushed me onto the bed. He got on top of me and put his cock as far inside me as possible, using the word: pussy. He leaned forward and left his ass at the mercy of our new friend. He entered slowly. She was enjoying it smoothly. We were both inside. The three of us quiet. She started moving slowly. He followed the movement. Our breathing accelerated. Mine too. I felt like the intensity of the movements was making us more and more on edge. I heard her moaning like never before, strong, almost a scream. She shuddered. He moaned too. I exploded inside her. It was intense. Very intense. Our breathing continued to accelerate but we were quiet. No one moved, it seemed like hours had passed. He came out slowly. He leaned against the wall. She got off me and rolled onto the bed beside me. I opened my eyes and looked at her. We smiled. No one spoke. Until she said I'm going to take a bath. We laughed three times. She left. He turned back to the living room to change. I changed and went to the kitchen. Prepared a drink to share with the new friend. We talked about how it was our first experience like that. We had a good time. We exchanged phone numbers, thinking about repeating it. She came out of the bathroom. He said he had to go. She opened the door and bid him farewell. She returned. She kissed me. Lit a cigarette. We laughed. We commented on how good it was and between chat and chat she told me why they were late. But that's another story.
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