A Threesome in Algarve

Angie, my wife, and I just returned from a 2 week long vacation in Portugal. It's a beautiful country that, unlike France, Spain, and Italy, unjustifiably does not appear on the radar of most travelers. It has many beautiful attractions. Among the best places to visit are Obidos, Evora, Coimbra, Porto, Sintra, and the capital, Lisbon. We rented a car and drove around, enjoying the pleasant weather immensely.

Our last 4 days we spent in Lagos, Algarve. This city is located in the southmost of the country and has the best beaches and amazing colorful cliffs. We lodged in a small apartment and planned to spend much of our time on one of the famous beaches.

On the first morning, we went to Praia Dona Ana. The sky was blue with only 2 tiny white clouds. The temperature was 72 degrees, and it was predicted to be around 80 early afternoon.

...

I met Angie 3 years ago at the wedding of a good friend of mine, David. She was one of the bridesmaids and the prettiest. A 23 year old with long blonde hair and sea-blue eyes stood out among the other girls wearing similar dresses. I waited for the right moment when she got fresh air on the balcony and joined her.

I introduced myself, 'Hi, my name is Mike. I saw you with the other bridesmaids and couldn't take my eyes off you. I think you are the prettiest girl I've ever seen. It may not be the most original line, but it's the truth. If you have nothing better to do in an afternoon and agree to join me at Starbucks, I'll be the happiest man ever. Here is my phone number. Unless you call me, I won't bother again. Take care."

The rest of the evening was not different than any other wedding I attended before: Eating, chatting, some dancing, and drinking alcohol. Now and then, I peeked at the gorgeous blonde girl and noticed several guys approached her, and some danced with her. As promised, I didn't try to engage with her again. I left the celebration around 11 pm. A day later, I almost forgot about the blonde lady.

I was a junior accountant in a medium-sized firm and did my best to fit in. It was easy for me to befriend 3 other guys who helped me in the beginning. And now, 3 years later, I was doing very well and had already received bonuses twice.

One day, I sat in my office, calculating data for an important client of mine, when my phone rang. The screen showed Angie Grant. I didn't know any Angie and answered, "Hi, this is Mike. It's probably a wrong number."

Angie laughed, "I don't think so. You talked to me on the balcony at David's wedding. Remember?"

"Are you the pretty blonde girl?"

"I am blonde. How many other girls you asked to join you at Starbucks the same evening?"

I chuckled, "You are the only one. I wanted to be sure it was you because that evening, you didn't tell me your name."

"You didn't give me a chance. You disappeared immediately after introducing yourself."

"It's almost 3 weeks after the wedding. I thought a lady would decide whether to call or not within 3 days."

"I liked your approach and considered calling you, but I had to know a little more before meeting you. I couldn't use social media because I didn't know your last name. Yesterday, I met David on the street, told him about the meeting on the balcony, and asked him to tell me about you. He grinned and said you were very nice, gentlemanly, hardworking as an accountant, and separated from your last girlfriend about a year ago. So I decided to call you."

"I am very happy. When is the best time to meet?"

"How about tomorrow at 5 pm at Starbucks downtown?"

"I'll meet you there."

...

I arrived early to ensure a table. There was one available by the front window. I saw Angie park her Nissan Maxima at the corner and come toward the coffee shop. She looked great: Her long blonde hair was loose. The large blue eyes and red lips were very noticeable from a distance. She wore a summer blouse and jeans. She glided rather than strolled and was definitely very attractive.

When she came toward me, I stood up, "Thanks for agreeing to see me. What will you have?"

"A cappuccino with a chocolate brownie."

I got her order and added my coffee. Once it was ready, I sat down and faced Angie. I smiled at her, "So, why me? I saw other guys trying their luck with you at the wedding."

"David recommended you over the others based on your character and your interests. I also like photography and traveling."

"What trips did you take so far?"

"I've been to 12 US national parks, The Bahamas, Maui, France, and Greece."

"That is impressive! Who did you travel with?"

"Some as a child with my parents and the others with my former boyfriend. Like you, we also separated about a year ago, and I am dying to start going abroad again."

"My trips were off the beaten path of most travelers. I went to Japan, Chile, The Galapagos Islands, Iceland, and Morocco."

She chuckled, "I am jealous. Each destination you mentioned is on my bucket list. I didn't go to these places because I depended on my companions."

"Lady, if the stars align perfectly and we find chemistry, we'll be able to travel together to other exotic places."

We chatted and laughed together. Angie made it easy. She was a straight shooter, nonpretentious, and didn't use her phone even once during our meeting. Before leaving, I asked if I could see her again. She grinned, "I'd like that."

For our second date, we went to the movies together. For the life of me, I couldn't recall the name of the movie. The reason was likely due to the fact I was ogling her much of the time. Angie wore a short red dress with ample cleavage. She caught me sneaking peeks at her chest, leaned her head on my shoulder and whispered, "Mike, be nice and watch the screen. If you are a good boy and let me concentrate on the movie, after it ends, I'll go to your house and show you what I have under the dress."

I wasn't ready for her direct talk, and the promise was enough to stiffen my organ. I hugged her shoulder and tried to move as little as possible, but I still gazed at her tits a couple of times before the movie finished.

We drove to my house, and Angie giggled, "You cheated. I noticed your eyes moving sideway too many times."

I smiled, "You are right, but I blame you for it. You are too pretty and sexy to ignore. You were more attractive than the movie..."

Her throaty laugh cut me, "You didn't give the movie a chance."

"Sorry. My fault."

In my house, I asked what she wanted to drink. Angie chose white wine. She looked at some of the pictures I took in my travels and sighed, "I really wish to go to unusual places. By the way, you are a very good photographer. I took pictures on my trips too, but I prefer to shoot people's expressions when they are not aware somebody is watching them."

As we savored the good Chardonnay, Angie asked, "During the film, you glanced at me with a hungry look. Are you feeling better now, or you are still thinking about my body?"

I chortled, "May I plead the fifth?..."

Angie grinned, "Why? Won't it be easier if we say what we think? I am not shy, and I think you are handsome and sexy. So if you feel the same, we do not have to waste time."

"Angie, I find you extremely sexy and would love to take you to bed."

"Much better. But as a punishment for trying to hide your desire, you'll have to undress first, and then you'll undress me."

I blushed but removed all my clothes. I stood before her, and she commented, "Nice body. Shapely muscles, hairy chest, good size dick although it's only partially erect."

"Angie, when I remove your clothes, may I verbalize my impression as well?"

"Of course. How else would I know what you like and what not?..."

As I was unzipping her dress, I said, "Your face is flawless. Your blue eyes and luscious lips are the most noticeable features, but I also like your small, straight nose and the dimples in your cheeks when you smile."

I let the dress fall on the carpet and continued, "Your thin, soft bra is too small for your tits. I wonder if your boobs are trying to get free..." She smiled but remained quiet.

I Unclasped her bra, and her mammaries bounced free. They were creamy, round, likely a C-cup, and had large areolas with dark pink, pointy nipples. I gasped and then mumbled, "Angie, so far, I haven't seen anything that I didn't like."

"Good. continue."

I lowered her low-cut matching panties, "Flat, soft tummy, bald mound - Perfect!"

She smirked, "Mike, I like you, but it doesn't mean I am not allowed to find flaws in you. I expect you to do the same. Otherwise, I'll think you are not truthful with me."

"I wish I could point to imperfections, but I haven't encountered any yet..."

Next, I knelt before Angie, spread her legs somewhat, and sniffed her sex. She played it cool, yet her cunt was already drenched. She was very aroused! I licked her moist labia lightly, avoiding her swollen clitoris. She groaned, and her small palms held my head. My tongue penetrated her opening, and she shivered. Her eyes closed, and she pushed her pelvis into my face. I inserted my forefinger into her pussy, and, shortly after, a second finger. I massaged her anterior wall, and her shivering increased. It became apparent that Angie would not be able to stay standing for long, so I lay her down on the soft rug, continued lapping her pussy lips, rubbed her G spot harder, and flipped her clitty from side to side. Her torso jerked violently, and she whimpered. I continued fingering her pussy and manipulating her love nub for another 15 minutes before slowing down. I waited for her to recover while my hand trailed along her gorgeous figure, pausing momentarily on top of her glorious tits.

Angie opened her eyes and grinned, "Mikey, you passed the oral test with flying colors. But I have an itch deep in my vagina. Do you think you can help?"

"I can give it a try."

I moved up between her thighs, and she grabbed my slowly growing member. She bobbed it and mumbled, "It's bigger and harder than I thought. I'd love to feel it plowing my pussy. And if you can make me orgasm again, it will be even better!"

"Lady, you had the appetizer. However, you are too sexy to make love to you. I intend to fuck you senseless. Any questions?"

"Do it, honcho!..."

My engorged cock invaded her pussy to the hilt in one massive shove. She sighed, "You are huge! Please don't rip my cunt..."

I whispered in her ear, "Too late, woman." Next, I started pounding her opening at an accelerating pace. Her pussy was slightly tighter than expected, but her abundant juice lubricated her tunnel well and facilitated the act. I intensified my drilling, and Angie began trembling under me. I kneaded and tweaked her nipples mercilessly as my pecker rammed into her relentlessly. Her initial moans turned to crying and then screaming. She was in the throes of a powerful climax.

I bent down, kissed her parted lips, and murmured, "Honey, I am going to cum in your womb. Get ready!" During her orgasm, I felt her cunt rhythmically spasm over my dick. Seconds later, I shot 6 ropes of slimy goo deep in her pussy.

I spooned her, and we recovered together. Her eyes opened 15 minutes later, and she turned to face me, "Mikey, I loved how you played my body like a violin. My 2 orgasms were wonderful! Thank you. I am too tired now, but I'll reciprocate next time we meet."

Half an hour later, I drove her back.

...

Angie turned out to be open to new horizons. Initially, I thought it was only about traveling. However, I found out she was also ready to try new foods and even opened up the door to less common sex adventures.

When she was tipsy or horny, everything was on the table. I noticed it the first time she sucked me. One evening, I came home from work and went straight to shower. I wasn't aware she undressed and followed me until I felt her naked body behind me, and her palms started stroking my penis. The combination of her hard nipples poking my back and her soft fingers playing with my organ was enough to raise my flag in a very short time. She turned me around, knelt inside the tub, and began sucking my cock like there was no tomorrow. What can I say? I ejaculated in record time inside her sweet mouth. She gulped it down and remained aroused. I told her to wait in bed; I'll pee, dry up and join her. She smiled sweetly and said, "I have a better idea. The other night, I dreamt you forced me to undergo a golden shower by peeing on my breasts. I woke up horny as hell, masturbated thinking about it, and came massively." I tried to dissuade her, but she insisted. I was intrigued by her idea and hoped she wouldn't hate me afterward. In short, Angie loved it. I aimed at her left nipple, and the strong stream hardened her nipple... When I was done, she licked my pecker clean and grinned, "The jet was warm. Watching your urine leaking from my boobs down all the way to my pussy was very erotic. By the way, the taste was mildly salty and not bad at all. Honey, it made me even more aroused. Fuck me right here, in the tub..."

Later we talked about our sexual fantasies. Angie mentioned she wished to be handcuffed, blindfolded, forced to suck a stranger, and being raped repeatedly. I, on the other hand, was more into a threesome without the violence.

We got married 8 months later.

Neither one of these fantasies was accomplished yet when the trip to Portugal was planned.

...

The walk barefoot on the sandy beach of Praia Dona Ana was very pleasant, and the sight of the huge, colorful rocky cliffs was fantastic. We hardly set foot on the shore and already fell in love with the place. We found an area that was slightly less crowded and spread the thin blanket on the ground. I removed my shorts and shirt and remained in my Speedo. Angie did the same and looked terrific in her skimpy green bikini. She winked at me and smiled seductively, "I've never been in such an amazing location. When you go back to The States, find another girlfriend. I plan to stay here."

I giggled, "I agree. It's a stunning beach. Here, you don't think about finances, politics, or other stressful situations. It's a place to enjoy life to the fullest. By the way, you look marvelous. Let me take several pictures of you."

After shooting a few photos from different angles, a young girl approached us. She was topless! I looked around and noticed other women being topless as well. Before arriving in Portugal, I read that despite most of the population being Catholics, it is a liberal country, and abortion is legal in the first trimester. I didn't know that unmarked beaches allow women to suntan topless.

The girl was short, about 5'3", 125 pounds, with large tits that bounced from side to side as she strolled toward us. Her skin was brownish, like many Mexicans in America.

She smiled at us and said with a Portuguese accent, "Hi, I am Bruna. I thought you two wished to have your picture together. I can photo you."

I looked at Angie. She seemed stunned by Bruna, and her eyes inspected her body up and down.

I grinned at Bruna and said, "That's nice of you. Let me show you how the camera works."

She chuckled, "No need. I work at a photoshop in Lisbon. Every summer, I come to the Algarve for the sun, beach, and beautiful views."

She suggested some poses and moved us to get the breathtaking views in the pictures. I looked at the photos, and they were very good. Since Bruna was alone, I invited her to join us. She smiled and accepted.

In the meantime, Angie recovered from her hypnotic stare at our guest, and she asked, "Is this beach clothing optional?"

Bruna ogled Angie's body and said, "All the beaches here are clothing optional as long as you behave normally. Your body is athletic and very nice. With your bra on, parts of your breasts look very white. If I were you, I'd remove the bra, put on lotion, and enjoy the wind caressing my body."

Angie gazed at me to hear my reaction. I agreed with Bruna, "Honey, she is right. Nobody knows us here, so why not?"

Angie hesitated momentarily and then unclasped her bra and let it land on the blanket.

Bruna glanced at Angie's tits and commented, "Your breasts are so pretty. If I were you, I'd always flaunt them in public."

Angie grinned, "Thank you, but I beg to differ. Yours are bigger, fuller, and most men would kill to touch them."

Bruna laughed, "Men are not very smart. For them, size is everything. Whether breasts or dick..." She turned to me with a smile, "I hope you are not offended..."

"I am not offended at all, and I agree that many men are aroused by huge tits. I guess I am not an average man because my brain is impressed by your boobs as my wife's. It reminds me, I haven't introduced us properly yet. My wife's name is Angie, and I am Mike. We rented an apartment in Lagos and plan to stay here for 3 more days."

Bruna mumbled, "I am sure you'll have a lot of fun. It's my 5th vacation in Lagos, and the city has good places to shop, world-class beaches, and amazing nightlife."

I inquired, "Bruna, are you here by yourself?"

"Yes. My boyfriend is in college, and he has important exams these days. Unfortunately, this was the only available time from work to take a vacation."

"Join us. You can show us the city attractions, and we will keep you company, since your boyfriend is not around."

She gazed at Angie, "I don't want to interfere with your vacation plans..."

Angie smiled, "Girl, I don't think it will be a problem. I know I'd love to have you around, and with the way Mike ogles you, I doubt he thinks differently."

I blushed and nodded 'Yes.'

Bruna looked at Angie and said, "Your chest is getting red. I suggest putting sunblock before you'll get burns."

I smirked, "Angie darling, you are here to enjoy. If you wish, I am willing to do the hard work of massaging, sorry, spreading the lotion on your perky tits."

Angie and Bruna giggled, and Angie blurted, "I think the locals won't like to see a man tweaking a woman's breasts in public. So it's either I do it or let Bruna do it for me..."

I gasped. With me, Angie was a straight shooter, but I never heard her talking like that to another person.

Bruna grinned, "On a public beach with many children around, it's not a good idea, but later, if you want my help for a similar assignment, let me know."

I didn't believe my ears; the girls flirted with each other before me! My prick started engorging in my speedo. I was afraid the girls would notice and declared, "I am going in the water. Anybody interested in joining me?"

The two girls eyed each other, and both stood up. We walked toward the water, and I saw multiple eyes following us. Men were ogling the impressive tits and likely jealous of me.

The water was cool, which was a good thing; My cock deflated rapidly. Angie complained the water was too cold and jumped into my arms. As her firm boobs pressed against me, my member began rising again. We looked at Bruna. She was shivering mildly, too, saying the water was cooler than she expected.

Angie winked at her, "Bruna, do like me. Jump on Mike. He is strong, and his body is warm."

Bruna glanced at me with a smile. I moved my right arm sideways, hinting for her to jump.

Bruna mumbled, "Guys, are you serious?"

I looked at Angie, who declared, "I am. And I think Mike would like it as well."

Bruna murmured, "But I am heavy..."

I chortled, "In the water, everybody weighs less."

"OK, but don't blame me if you fall." And next, she jumped onto my arm.

I was in trouble. It had nothing to do with the girls' weights. I had 2 sets of sexy tits crushing my chest on both sides, and my cock pushed hard against my waistband, trying to get free. I walked slowly in the water, thinking about a project I had to finish after returning home, but it didn't help. I noticed Angie's eyes focused on Bruna's tits pressing against me and felt Bruna's leg touching my erect cock inadvertently. Her leg retreated immediately, and she whispered, "Sorry, I didn't mean to..."