It was almost incredible, but Pep and Aina were still together after nearly two years of a distance relationship. They were starting to think they would go the distance and, against the odds, survive University still together.

One of the reasons this was possible was that they had agreed to permit each other the freedom to have non-committal sex with other people. They had agreed to a deal whereby each was permitted a fuck buddy, and both were exercising this right, as told in previous entries in this series.

Two months had passed since they had seen each other when this story opens. Normally, they met in Madrid, which was about halfway between Pep’s college in Reus and Aina’s in Granada.

But Easter was upon them, and they had a week free from lectures. Pep decided he’d like to go down south to see her in Granada, and she gladly accepted.  One day, they had a video call.

“Pep, sweetheart, I’ve been working on a new story.”

“Oh yeah? What kind of story?”

Aina wrote all sorts of things. She wrote short stories and chapters of books. Like most writers, most of these projects were abandoned and never went anywhere. But she also wrote erotic fiction.

Actually, calling it ‘fiction’ was not necessarily accurate.

As they had agreed to meet other partners when they were away at college, Aina occasionally transcribed her real-life experiences and shared them with her boyfriend. This he found very hot.

“Well, that’s a surprise. But I’d like you to read it and tell me what you think.”

“Ok.”

This story had been germinating in her mind for a while. It all started when Aina’s fuck buddy, Pau, said,

“Aina, I don’t know if you’ve ever thought about this idea. But if you have, perhaps you, me, and Pep could…spend an evening, or a night together? Just, let me know if you’re both game. If not, totally cool. Just a thought.”

She had not thought about it. But when she did, the idea took possession of her mind.

Aina would not have dreamed of inviting a man she didn’t know to share her bed with Pep. The idea would positively repel her. But what Pau proposed wasn’t like a hookup on Tinder.

She knew Pep as she knew no one else. He had been her boyfriend since she was, what, fifteen? She had known him since they were in elementary school. They’d lost their virginities together.

And she knew Pau. She knew him intimately, at least in the physical sense.

And, the truth was, she found them both hot. They both had little trouble arousing her and bringing her to orgasm. And the idea of having two guys to who she was attracted to both…pay her attention turned her on a bit. Oh, Pep would never agree. At least, he wouldn’t if she never asked him. But wasn’t it kind of slutty? But why? It wasn’t like she was going to a bar and going home with two strangers…

Eventually, one night, after a glass of wine more than was good for her, the document came through to Pep’s inbox.

“Once, Aina saw a man sitting with a woman. The woman was clearly interested in him. Despite being openly flirted with, despite the touches on his arm, he never kissed her. Aina watched as the woman got up and walked away, disappointed and frustrated.

Aina had thought to herself, why didn’t they communicate? Why hadn’t she told him what she wanted?

Aina knew she wanted it. She knew for a fact one of them wanted it. She knew both had thought about it. But Aina could never bring herself to ask for a threesome….”

Pep’s eyes widened. Was this a story? A confession? Or an invitation?

“Aina lay naked on her front, feeling so, so sexy, having two men’s eyes on her. Her boyfriend stood by the side of the bed. From behind her, her neighbour’s penis entered her, and she felt it begin to move in her vagina, pressing her clit. Her boyfriend was looking at the other man. He gave a smile, then looked down. His penis was hard. She moved in, her mouth open….”

Holy shit!

Pep knew about her fuck buddy, Pau. He had read about him. He had even seen a video of him screwing Aina, as told in “From Hardcore to Hard Drive”. But now she wanted to have sex with both of them at the same time? Jesus.

He was curious, certainly. He was intrigued by the idea. But…would he be expected to do anything sexual with the guy? He wouldn’t want to touch Pau’s cock. He wouldn’t want to kiss him. But he’d seen a few pornos and the guys in threesomes normally didn’t make contact at all, except maybe a handshake or a hi-five.

And if Pau was a mean or disgusting guy, Aina wouldn’t be sleeping with him…

Pep thought of little else for days.

‘They do say you regret the things you don’t do, not the things you do,’. He thought.

She’s not saying you should do it every week. She’s not saying Pau would live with us in our marital home. It’s not like it’s a new guy, a new notch on her bedpost, a new penis entering where only he should be. Pau had been there before. Pep would have at least some naked time with Aina, at least one orgasm…

She clearly wanted to do it. It might be very hot. He might be rewarded for doing it. Oh, fuck it. Yolo.

“So, I read your story…”

Aina’s heart was in her mouth.

“Yes?”

“When I come and visit you, why don’t you let Pau know we’ll be at home that night? Just in case he’d like to join us.”

“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

                                                                                                                *

Pep and Pau met. Pep was nervous. They shook hands. Pep saw at once that Pau was nervous too. Good. That helped.

Pau was, in fact, more nervous than Pep. Pep had seen the video. He’d already seen Pau naked, seen him approach orgasm. He’d seen Pau in the throes of ecstasy, on the brink of coming. Pep had seen Pau at the most vulnerable a man could be. Pau had no such experience of Pep.

When Aina left them in the bar to get to know each other, it was spectacularly awkward at first but then Pau cracked a joke and Pep laughed. Pep just came out with it…

“Dude, I want to do this. But, no offence, I don’t want to have anything to do with…touching you. And no kissing either.”

“Understood, man. Trust me, this is weird for me too. My girlfriend knew about the tape. She is definitely not going to know about this, believe me!”

They both laughed.  Pau had been smart in saying that, reminding Pep that he had a girlfriend too, that Aina was his fuck buddy but no more. The tension gradually eased.

They went home. She was there. Gatekeeping the bedroom door. Pep realized that the fact that their first threesome was happening at her place, on her territory, was a factor in his anxiety. He might be less nervous if it had been at his invitation to his apartment.

“Boys, this is my flat, and I’m in charge here. You two take your shirts and socks off, please. Just those, for now.”

Pep and Pau both pulled their t-shirts off, and both caught a whiff of the other’s male scent as the air moved. But then Pep saw the awful scar on Pau’s body. It ran from his shoulder blade all the way down to just above his navel. He wanted to ask him what had happened.

“And lie down on the bed.”

They did, a comfortable distance apart. Aina got onto the bed. She crawled forward. Placing one hand on each guy’s groin, she began to rub them through their trousers. She leaned in and kissed Pep deeply. Then she kissed Pau, slightly less so. She unhooked both their trouser buttons.

“Off, please.”

Pep looked at his girlfriend as he unzipped his fly and pulled down his jeans. She was still fully dressed. She had, he realized, taken control to lessen the tension between the two men. It was working. Pau looked over at Pep and grinned. Pep smiled back. Both inspected the bulge in the other’s boxer shorts. She was rubbing them both again.

Aina had planned this. She knew what she wanted. She wanted to be seen, to be admired.

“No rubbing, you two. Hands behind your heads,” she said. The boys complied.

She got up. She turned down the lights and turned on some soft music, and then she began to dance. It was a striptease. She’d researched how to do one, watching many, many videos. She’d rehearsed this alone and had felt silly doing so. But she wanted to get it just right.

Aina danced slowly around the room, and she began to undress. First, she lifted each leg high and removed her socks. As she did so, she made sure that the guys got a good view up her dress. Aina had chosen a dress that it was easy to slip off, but she took her time, turning away from them and shaking her ass. Then, she unhooked the first shoulder strap of her dress…

She unhooked the other strap off her shoulder and eased her dress down to her ankles.

Pep and Pau were watching intently. Aina was transformed. They both knew her well. They had both seen her naked and had sex with her many times. But in the warm, feminine atmosphere of her bedroom, her dance, and the confident way she had taken control had transformed her into a new and mysterious goddess of femininity. Now, she was just in her underwear, and she was beautiful. Her skin was still youthful and tight around her bones and flesh. The low light reflected brighter off her pale flesh. Her neck arched as she threw it back, sending her curly hair flying. 

It was one of the most erotic moments of Aina’s life. She felt their eyes on her, feeling the sexual tension grow as she showed her body, feeling their desire for her build. She heard them purr and say,

“Wow.”  She knew the men were watching, desperate to have their growing erections touched. But she’d make them wait.

 At last, her bra came off, one strap at a time.

“Oh, God, that is so hot!” Pep said approvingly.

“Damn right,” Pau said in a near whisper.

When she was wearing only her panties, she stopped her dance and returned to bed.

First, she pulled down Pep’s underwear, then Pau’s. Both guys immediately looked at the other’s cock. Both were inwardly relieved that they were basically the same size. Pau’s was a fraction longer. Pep’s was a bit thicker.

She seized Pep’s dick and began to suck it, gently playing with Pau’s in her hand.

“Oh God!” said Pau. This was so, so hot. Pau was bi, with a general preference for women. When Pau was younger, he had enjoyed giving his guy friend a hand job and receiving one in return. And now, he was live-witnessing another guy being blown. He’d seen Aina naked before, but she had never looked hotter, even if her pants were still on. Her ass was high in the air, she was balanced on one elbow, using the other hand to jerk his dick. And she was sucking that penis so, so well.

Aina switched partners. She felt Pep watch her intently. She felt him hard in her hand as she dipped to blow Pau. When Pep had asked her for a video of her with Pau, she’d been amazed that he wanted to see his girlfriend have sex with another man.

“I think of it more as wanting to see my girlfriend enjoy herself,” he had said.

She looked over at Pep, still caressing Pau’s dick in her mouth. He smiled at her, encouraging her.

Aina was now getting very aroused, fired up by the striptease and the sexual tension in the air. She carried on sucking Pau, but said, to Pep,

“Young man, your place is behind me. Suit up and get in there.”

Pep grinned. He took up a position behind her tight ass and peeled down her knickers. 

He slipped on a condom and entered her in the doggy position. He moved gently, not wanting her to lose control of her mouth and hurt Pau. From behind, he saw her curly hair bob and dip and he knew how Pau was feeling, how it felt to have her suck it.

His penis was loving this, slowly inching inside her, feeling her vaginal muscles welcome it with a gentle squeeze as it entered. And seeing her work on another guy was so…outrageous and naughty that he was deeply turned on by the sight of his longtime girlfriend and her lover beneath him.

Aina felt Pep grip her bottom, then she looked down at Pau. Pau was fondling her breasts, but his eyes were closed. Not wanting to look at Pep? No, just enjoying being blown. She reached and began to massage his balls with her left hand. Pep’s dick was certainly turning her on, and Pau’s young, masculine energy was helping. An orgasm was only a matter of time, as long as they both kept it up. But she had another request she wanted to make of them…would they agree?

Pep slowly screwed Aina for ten minutes, then Pau, anxious lest the mood change, anxious he would break the spell, afraid that he would anger Pep by presuming to ask to penetrate his girlfriend, plucked up the courage to ask,

“Want to switch, Pep?”

“Sure, dude.”

They traded places. Aina, already turned on, was briefly annoyed by them both withdrawing their penises at the same time. She was getting near to orgasm now. This was hotter than she could have imagined. Two naked, aroused young men were giving her their undivided attention, and she knew the day would come when her skin would wither, her breasts would sag, and her hair would go grey but for now, she was young and sexy and desirable, and she would enjoy the flower of her youth and embrace her sexual desires while she could.

Pau moved quickly and firmly inside her, and as he did so the flower of Aina’s budding pleasure grew higher and ever more unstable. Her orgasm was like a Jenga tower built up to near-impossible heights yet still holding on, until at last, it toppled, she came, and she had to release Pep’s dick to cry out loudly. Pep and Pau grinned at each other across her naked body.

“Thanks, guys!” she said with a grin. Pau was still thrusting into her.

They both laughed out loud at this.

“Let’s try another angle soon,” Pep said.

When Aina heard him say this, she thought the moment had come. She had to ask.

“Boys, instead of you rotating back and forth all night…,” she paused, “Do you think we could try and get you both inside me?”

“Fuck, really?” Pep said.

Aina nodded.

“You mean one in your…vagina, and one in your ass?”

“No. That’s not what I mean.”

“Is that possible?” Pau asked, wondering.

“Yes. It’s possible.”

“You looked it up, didn’t you?” Pep said. He and Aina had a history of researching sex acts on Google.

 Blushing, she bowed her head and nodded.

Pep pulled out of Aina.

“I’m game if you are,” said Pau. Pep hesitated. Would refusal annoy Aina, and break the spell of this amazing night?

He’d have to touch Pau’s dick. He looked over at the man. He didn’t look so bad. In the highly sexualized atmosphere of the room, in fact, Pau’s flesh was almost an attractive picture. His chest was tight around his ribs. His penis was long and cut and hard. Pep saw Pau’s dick hard in the open air and he knew it was crying out to be touched, fondled, sucked, or embraced by a vagina, as his was. The edge of novelty and naughtiness and danger in what they were doing drew Pep’s eyes to Pau’s cock. For a flash of an instant, Pep was almost tempted to reach out with his hand and…

He was instinctively drawn to the human form, the sight of naked flesh. Like looking at Michaelangelo’s David or a nude painting. As he got used to the idea that a man could be visually appealing, Pep felt like some ancient Greek warrior at the baths.

“Ok, then. Let’s try it.”

Aina took charge, feeling like a film director.

“Ok, to do this, I need one of you on your back and one on your feet. Who wants to lie, and who wants to stand?”

“I’ll lie,” said Pep.

She told him to lie on the edge of the bed, his feet hanging off and on the floor.

“So, Pau, I’m going to ride Pep and you enter me from behind, ok?”

“Ok.”

“And you can’t really go hard and fast, doing this, or it won’t work. You have to take it slow, ok? At least at first.”

“Ok.”

Aina saw Pep lie down as requested. This was it! She wanted this to work so much, although she had read it was difficult to achieve satisfactorily. She had never felt hotter. Controlling the scene, fulfilling her desires, and seducing two men. For one night, Aina felt like a sexual Goddess.

Pep needed a few jerks with her hand to return to peak hardness, but once he was there, she was able to ease herself onto his cock. She looked down at him. He was looking up at her chest, then their eyes met, and they smiled. Ah, that worked. Now, how would this go?

“Pau, we’re ready.”

Aina leant forward, praying this would work.

Pep closed his eyes, anxious about feeling Pau’s dick against his. Struggling to contain his temptation to say, “No, I don’t want this, it should be just you and me, Aina!” while also feeling a powerful curiosity about what it would feel like, for him, for her, for Pau…

He knew if he pulled the plug now, he’d regret it.

Aina felt Pau’s cock at her pussy, she felt it press, and she felt he was uncertain…

“Pau, you have to push in, ok?”

He did. At once, he felt Pep’s dick on his, and he wasn’t able to get fully in, but he was there…

“Oh, God!” said Pep, his eyes closed.

Aina felt the second dick enter her, and it was not completely in, so she bent forward, leaning towards Pep’s chest and, hopefully stretching her pussy a little to let Pau in…

Yes, he got a little deeper now.

“Not too fast, boys…” she whispered, closing her eyes.

Having two men inside her was a very intense experience. She felt full in a way she never had before, not even when Roberto, her first, well-endowed fuck buddy had been inside her. Pau gave a thrust inside her, she heard Pep gasp. She knew this might not last long, so she determined to enjoy it while it lasted…

Pau was in heaven. It was the most erotic moment of his life. He was inside a woman, but he could feel Pep’s penis rub on his as he gently thrust into Aina. The hard, rigid texture of Pep’s cock made it feel quite unlike having been inside a woman before…he looked down. Aina’s ass was just over the rim of the bed. Pep’s thighs and knees hung just below him.

Pep screwed his eyes closed as he grew used to feeling Pau’s dick on his. If it hadn’t been a penis, it’d have felt great, but he was just slightly too weirded out by the idea.

Very slowly and carefully, so as not to risk Pau popping out, Aina leant forward and kissed him.

“Relax,” she whispered to him. She took his hand and guided it to her right breast, which he began to caress and fondle. Opening his eyes and focusing on her naked chest helped. He began to follow her facial expressions. She had closed her eyes now. Now she was inhaling deeply.    

“Oh yes, oh God,” she whispered to herself.

Pep allowed himself a peek back at Pau, who was mostly obscured by Aina’s body. He was clearly enjoying the experience, based on the expression on his face and the way he was tightly gripping Aina…in fact, it seemed clear Pau would come first. Pep felt Pau’s dick thrust harder.

“Yes! Again!” Aina cried. Another firm thrust. Pep gave a thrust from under her. Pau thrust again, and they were like dual pistons in a machine. Seeing she was close helped Pep overcome his hangup. He saw Aina was coming and resolved to bring her there, to enjoy the experience.

Aina felt the cocks thrust alternately inside her. She was going to come, any minute. Having both men’s hands on her body was helping. Her nipples were being stimulated by Pep, and her buttocks and sides were being massaged by Pau. Jesus, could she keep both of them?!

No. This would never happen again. She knew. She had to make it.

“Pau, faster. Pep, hold still, sweetheart.”

Pau’s dick was reaching where she needed it now. Her orgasm swelled up inside her and it hovered on the brink, she felt so good, but it wouldn’t quite come…

“One more, one more!” she cried, frantic.

Pau thrust inside her and so did Pep and then her body seemed to dissolve inside as if a wave of pleasure had melted her organs and it shot up to her brain and she yelled,

“Yes, boys! Yes, boys! Yes!”

She’d shared her praise. This both men found very hot. They both smiled, enjoying her cries, which went on for five…ten…more…God, this was quite an orgasm!

It was. She had come more powerfully before, but Aina had never had one that lasted so long. Her body was shaking, she couldn’t stay upright. Aina moaned as the two cocks continued to massage her innards,

“Oh, oh, oh…OH!”

She fell onto Pep, grasping the sheets, feeling the penises tremble inside her, rendered helpless by joy, and still Pau’s cock thrust inside her.

Pep watched her in her ecstasy, enjoying every contortion of her face, every helpless grasp at his body, the bed, anything. When she fell forward, his eyes met Pau’s and he smiled at him, and Pau smiled back, and it was as if their cocks were shaking hands inside her, congratulating each other on a job well done. This was so fucking hot! What had he ever worried about?

Aina was breathless. The orgasm had died down, but it had left her spent, physically, for the moment. She stayed lying low against Pep’s torso, and now she felt Pau thrust harder and firmer and she suspected he was close too…

“You going to come, dude?!” Pep said with a laugh. He hoped he’d be the last man standing in the battle. It was a small victory.

“Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!” Pau moaned as he increased his stroke, feeling Pep’s erection, feeling the wetness of Aina’s body, seeing the two naked bodies below him, tasting the mixture of their three personal smells in his nostrils, feeling alive.

He felt so, so alive, did that young man then, for Pau had once crawled out of a wrecked and burning car. The police said it was a miracle, and when they showed him a photo of the wreckage, he believed it and vowed to live as if it was. He had spent a month in the hospital. Pau had cheated the grim reaper, he had the scar on his chest to prove it, and yet now here he was, naked, making love, sharing a woman, embracing his bi-sexuality, feeling his orgasm swell and each thrust was a parry against death until…pop!

“Yes! Yes! Oh, God!”

Aina felt him shudder and she smiled. She knew when a man had come inside her.

Pep felt Pau’s cock jerk violently against his. It was quite unlike any sensation he had ever felt. He looked up. Pau’s o-face was a happy one, which Pep liked, for some reason. He really smiled. Not like the guys in the pornos.

Pau pulled out of Aina. Pep watched him climb onto the bed beside him, gasping. He watched him roll the condom off his dick. Pep reached out a hand.

They hi-fived. Just like the guys in the pornos.

“How do you want to finish, love?”

“I’m pretty close. Blowjob ok?”

“Sure.”

Aina got off of Pep, then she pulled the condom off. Gently, she slipped his penis into her mouth and gave it a warm suck, firm but gentle…

“Wow, I am close!”

Aina and Pau laughed. Pep felt her hand at the base of his penis, then she increased the speed of her sucks. Pep grabbed her hand. His penis was trembling now. He looked over at Pau, who was watching them, smiling, and being watched was hot, he realized, it was hot to feel four eyes on him and there were two more sucks, and then…

Pep came in Aina’s mouth for only the second time without a condom on. Normally, she made him choose...in a condom in her mouth, or outside. But today, she allowed him to let loose, and Aina was well-read enough to understand the symbolism of her swallowing Pep’s cum that day.

She was allowing Pep’s semen deep inside her as she would not Pau’s.

                                                                                                *

Pep and Aina are spooning. They are naked. Pep’s dick still feels wet and warm. Her vagina does too.

She can feel his chest heave against her back, and she can feel his now flaccid penis against her bottom. Pau had known when to leave them alone.

It had been the most erotic day of her life, of his life, of all their lives.

Will Pep and Aina get their happy ever after? The next part will reveal all. Avoid reading the tags if you don’t want spoilers! Thank you for reading my work.