This situation happened about 7 years ago.
I had just started dating this amazing girl. She had long brown hair, petite and rebellious Loved rock and roll and never said no to a good night with music and drinks. I had just moved to the city and meeting her was a blessing. Anyone who has experienced a move to the unknown can vouch for how important it is to find someone who is willing to teach the ins and outs of the place. She was an angel.
I was completely alone in this town, she patiently introduced me to her friends and to the customs she called reality. I gladly accepted and trusted that she would guide me. I took her hand, and closed my eyes.
This specific night, one of her best friends was celebrating her 25th birthday and my angel decided to throw her a little party and asked me If I could host. I quickly accepted and we began buying the vodka and “salgadinhos” we were to consume that night.
People arrived. People drank. People smoked. Everyone had one of those great nights that you only put back together over laughs and joints the next day.
By the end of the night, her friend and her, had absolutely zero inhibition left and the soft teasing began even before the other guests had left. Soft brushes, gentle touches, looks, hugs. You name it, both girls were oozing lust from their pores. Their perfume was intoxicating us and I could feel myself being slowly induced.
My angel´s friend became ever more focused as the night lasted, with all reason - after all, the party was hers. Her boyfriend and I exchanged a few glances and sealed an understanding that night. Through our eye contact we signed a fraternal pact that paved the way for what would happen — I’m sure my angel and her friend had, on previous occasions, talked about this or at least mentioned the idea to each other. They worked in perfect harmony, teasing him and I almost in unison as the night unfolded.
The door finally closes and we are finally just us four. The sexual tension in the air is thick and warm. The cannabis scented room has dimmed lights and four absurdly bright souls.
“What a great night…” I murmured while grabbing a glass of water. That was all that was needed to break the tension as the birthday girl slowly began to push her man into the couch. She is looking straight into him and has her right hand directly on his heart. He looks at us and back down to “the friend” as his heels hit the couch and he falls into the seat. Almost on cue, I see my angel turn up the music and the beats reverberate off the walls.
I see my angel turn to me, and the room instantly becomes warmer. I take a deep breath and enter into the atmosphere that has just been created. Watching her slowly walk towards me is a show in its own. Dressed in a jaw dropping summer dress, she seductively steps to me, teasing my heart. She grabs the back of my neck and pulls me in for one of the wettest and most sensual kisses I have ever experienced. Tongues are dancing, lips are screaming, oxygen is flowing rapidly. With that distinct sound, our seal is broken and she smiles, whispers in my ear to follow her and grabs my hand.
As she pulls me off the bar stool, I see her friend push herself off of her boyfriend and begin to lift her shirt over her head revealing her toned, tanned back. I smile and let myself get dragged into the bedroom. The apartment was so small that the owners had opened the wall from the living room to the bedroom so that the television could be placed on a turn table and watched from either room. So the living room and the bedroom had no visual separation.
My angel and I begin undressing each other as if it was a race and in no time we are both naked. I throw her on the bed and climb on. We kiss, we touch. Her skin is warm, her lips are wet. Her neck smells like heaven and her body is smooth as silk. She begins to run her fingernails down my back sending shivers up my spine. When she reaches my ass, she digs her nails into my cheeks and I growl in lust. Like a lion being teased by his lioness, I dive back down into her neck and she moans.
It Must have been contagious, because at that moment I could her giggling and the distinct sound of zippers and the fumbling of clothes being removed from the other side of the room. I look back to see what was happening and I could see both of them naked, he on the couch and “the friend” climbing on top of her man to ride his cock.
I proceeded by picking my angel up and laying her back down on the bed so that I could fuck her and we could watch them at the same time. I placed on her back, but she quickly turned to her side and offered herself to me. Curling her legs and bringing her knees almost to her chest, she was in a little ball and I penetrated her carefully.
As I entered her, I could feel gasps. I looked at her and was taken aback at how delicious she looked. I grabbed her hip bone with my right hand and placed the other on her shoulder to pin her down into the bed. Lifting myself up on my knees, I began filling her with downward movements and watched her moan and groan as she watched her friend get fucked on the couch.
It was the first time I was seeing people fuck live in front of me and the feeling of lust that washed over me was the most intense I had ever felt. I slapped my angel´s ass and began to fuck her harder as I knew they were watching us as well. She was so wet by now that every time my balls would slap against her thigh, they became wetter and wetter as she oozed cum.
Although we shared the room, this was not a foursome. There was no exchange between the couples. All conversation was kept to a low between each other. Whispers and looks were the communication of choice. Growls, moans, breaths filled the air. The overpowering sounds of wet pussies being devoured, the slurping music of cocks being swallowed, the enchanting tune of wet lips kissing. All ingredients to a dream being lived.
It is without a doubt one of my fondest sexual memories.