The Pension

Exhausted after the season, basketball brothers Romeo and Mauro urgently needed some time to recharge their batteries. Twenty years old and six feet tall, Romeo was the eldest of the brothers, uninhibited and strong in personality, with long hair and large hands, and a reputation for womanizing that preceded him. Mauro, at 18 years old and six feet tall, was an imposing figure. His short hair and green eyes contrasted with his shy but captivating personality. He maintained a romance that lasted from childhood. At the reception of the boarding house, they were greeted by Marisa, a woman about 55 years of age, with gray hair and a pink dress that highlighted her bare shoulders. "Oh, how tall you are! Do you want two rooms?" she asked, looking at them with a gentle smile. "No, a room is great for us, we'll turn around!" Romeo replied, smiling and resting his hands on the counter. She handed them the keys and they went upstairs with their suitcases. The guesthouse was small and charming, with exposed brick walls and antique furniture. They both couldn't wait to explore the place. "Man, did you see her face when she saw you? She was eating you with her eyes!" exclaimed Romeo, amused. "Stop exaggerating! She was just being polite". Mauro retorted, visibly bothered. While Mauro, immersed in the virtual world, typed a message for his girlfriend, Romeo gazed at himself in the mirror, adjusting every strand of hair. The door of the room was knocked. Romeo, displaying his muscular body, opened it. Marisa, with a friendly smile, presented them with a tray full of treats. Marisa noticed the physical beauty of the young man, but quickly remembered the age difference between them and tried to push those thoughts away. Desire was beginning to consume her. The guesthouse, with its yellow walls and the unmistakable smell of freshly brewed coffee, was a vivid portrait of the life Marisa and her husband had built together. The wall clock, stopped at the exact moment he had left due to a heart attack, was a constant reminder of the loss. She felt alone, since he had left, she had not been in the company of any man. After leaving the tray with the boys, Marisa returned to her room. The loneliness that had accompanied her since the loss of her husband intensified at that moment. Seeking comfort in a consolation, she allowed herself a few minutes of peace and pleasure. The console had 15 centimeters, for her it was already enough, she simply put her panties aside and began to imagine with the two tall and strong boys she shoved him into her panties, with her eyes closed. Growing with more strength and speed, she enjoyed tasty as a long time did not, she was possessed by the erection in tall and muscular boys. Ten minutes later, she was back at the boarding house, a place that, although busy, made her feel more and more alone, since the responsibility of keeping everything running fell on her shoulders alone. The boarding house, although not crowded, came alive with the presence of some guests, including three girls who seemed to attract all eyes: Isabela, Rayara and Camila. The brothers, still a little shy in their new environment, watched the scene with curiosity. Romeo, without the slightest timidity, did not hide his admiration, while Mauro, more discreetly, tried to disguise his interest. However, fate seemed to conspire in favor of the more outgoing of the brothers, who soon sat down at a nearby table, inviting Mauro to join him. Romeo's eyes caught on Isabella's figure. Her brown hair, which fell cascading over her shoulders, and her blue eyes, which shone in the sunlight, left him completely bewitched. Ignoring the ring that twinkled on his ring finger, he approached and, with a confident smile, began a conversation about the book she was holding in her hands, Lord of the Flies. Isabella, visibly bothered, responded politely, but kept a respectful distance. The other two kept looking at the shy Mauro, he was talking to his girlfriend through whatsapp, she was the first and only girlfriend he had ever had, the passion of the two had been flourishing since childhood and he had promised to marry her, a young and pure love, the two had chosen to wait, confidence was so much that she allowed the trip with her brother without complaining. "You're very quiet, aren't you?" Rayara said to Mauro as he fiddled with his cell phone. He laughed timidly, trying to disguise the nervousness that dominated him. Rayara's eyes hypnotized him, and for a moment, he felt transported to another place. However, the memory of his girlfriend made him hesitate. He didn't want to hurt her, but the attraction to Rayara was undeniable. "Don't worry, he's just like that", said Romeo, a broad smile spreading across his face. Despite their stature and appearance that could be intimidating, it was the warm smile that made them irresistible, especially when they were in conquest mode. If I were to speak in sexual terms without a doubt the biggest attraction of the brothers was the size of their coils, which were enormous, stiff reaching more than 25 cm. They were thick and the veins stood out well in the white skin. Isabella maintained a distant posture, avoiding giving in to Romeo's insistence. The other two girls, on the other hand, seemed clearly interested in both brothers from the moment they met. "Well, shall we take a dip later?" suggested Romeo, his eyes fixed on Rayara, who seemed the most excited of the three. Isabella subtly shook her head, while Camilla's gaze radiated enthusiasm. The responsibility for giving the final answer fell on Rayara, who, with a smile, accepted the invitation, saying that they were coming back. Marisa clenched her lips. Hidden behind the counter, she watched the five young people with a mixture of envy and sadness. She remembered the time when she was the center of attention, when the boys competed for her attention with passionate looks and charming smiles. Now she felt invisible, a forgotten shadow in the corner of the dining room. The longing for that time when she felt wanted and admired was an open wound in her heart. As they walked away, Romeo did not miss the opportunity to cast a provocative glance at Marisa, who was standing behind the counter, accompanied by her famous smile. Mauro, more discreet, merely nodded, confirming the greeting. "Romeo, are you kidding me? This trip was supposed to be ours, you know I'm dating. What are you thinking of doing?" said Mauro, annoyed, as he put on his thong and looked in the mirror. "Don't worry, man, it's only a pool. Of the girls, only the whiteness of the bright eyes caught my attention, but she already has a boyfriend. I'm not expecting anything too much". Romeo straightened his hair and gave a confident smile. "Seriously, just by looking at her in a bikini, our day is done. Let's get fresh and enjoy this trip!" continued Romeo, putting on his sunglasses. The swimming pool, located at the back of the guesthouse, had a privileged view of Marisa's room. From the window, she watched, fascinated, the two extremely tall and muscular young men walking down the stone path towards the crystal clear water. Gradually, a feeling of warmth spread through her body. She felt the urge to take her consolation again, what was happening she did not know, she had never been with two men at the same time although this has always been her greatest fetish, her modesty made her never tell this to her husband. In the pool the two basketball players were having fun, diving with their heads and enjoying the strong sun of the interior of São Paulo, the girls arrived 15 minutes later, Isabele was wearing a bathing suit that made her buttocks stand out, Rayara was wearing a red bikini, which showed part of her huge breasts, Camila the shy one was wearing a more discreet bikini but she was still beautiful and sensual, with her little feet on top of her yellow slippers. With a shy smile, Mauro invited: 'Come, the water is wonderful!' The initiative surprised his brother. Rayara, who did not hide her admiration for Mauro, wasted no time and plunged into the pool, approaching him with a radiant smile and starting a lively joke. Trapped between loyalty to her boyfriend and attraction to Romeo, Isabella felt an inner conflict. His playful manner fascinated her, and his boisterous behavior excited her. With a determined dive, she joined the three in the pool, trying to ignore the guilt consuming her. Camila, with a radiant smile, slid down the pool staircase and joined her friends. Her fingers lightly caressed Romeo's arm as she settled into the water. The physical closeness with the two boys made her very excited. Camila was the shy one, but she was the naughty one, she was soaking wet just from being there next to those big, beautiful, strong men, she wanted to give it to them right there, she'd let her butt rub against their roll in the water, Romeo felt the malice, sometimes he'd force his roll against her butt to make her feel better, she'd give little smiles and sometimes she'd look back to provoke. Camila's insistence on provoking Mauro, who tried to dodge, created an interesting dynamic. While Romeo was the center of attention with his pranks, Mauro, with his shyness, aroused an almost secret curiosity in the three girls. The five spent a pleasant afternoon in the pool. Before leaving, Romeo tried to get close to Isabella. The attraction he felt for her from the first meeting was intense, and he was not willing to give up so easily. He desired her as he had never desired another woman. They sat on the edge of the pool, their fingers intertwined on the hot stones, as if it were an invitation. "I loved that afternoon", he whispered, his eyes fixed on hers, conveying an intensity that left her slightly puzzled. "So did I. It was amazing", she replied, but her eyes couldn't take their eyes off the wooden cabin, where the light was coming on, inviting them in. "Your wet hair makes you even more beautiful. In fact, I don't think there's any way you won't look beautiful", he whispered, looking at her as he threw pool water over his own big hair to straighten it. "Don't talk to me like that, I have a boyfriend", she said, but her voice sounded weaker than she would have liked. Her eyes fixed on every detail: the broad shoulders that seemed made for protection, the brown hair that fell over her shoulders like a waterfall, and the pale eyes that shone like two stars in the sky. "Do you think I'm stupid? I saw how you were flirting with Camila the whole time! Those little eyes and smiles... don't fool me, no. You're a coward!" said Isabella still looking at the wooden boarding house in front of her. "Did you feel jealous? That's good. I like it when you get like that". Romeo drew dangerously close, his eyes fixed on hers. Isabella held her breath, feeling a chill in her belly. His fingers traced the outline of the delicate little string that adorned Isabella's neck. The little star that accompanied it twinkled in the light, reflecting in Romeo's eyes. 'That star is perfect for you,' he muttered, his gaze fixed on hers. Isabella responded with a timid smile, but as he walked away, a sense of emptiness filled her. The evening came and with it dinner in the dining room. The five friends gathered at the table, the lively conversation and laughter echoed through the environment. Meanwhile, Marisa watched the scene from afar, a mixture of envy and nostalgia in her eyes. The evening promised to be unforgettable for the group, but for her, solitude was the only company. The glasses of Cuba Libre quickly followed each other, and the excitement of the party increased with each sip. Mauro, visibly more uninhibited, was the center of attention. The idea of serving the drink had been his, and both Rayara and Camila seemed to make the most of their friend's company, throwing themselves at him all night long. Mauro, on the other hand, did not seem to mind the extra attention. He watched Camila with her big buttocks in those beach shorts, and Rayara with her breasts exploding in her falling tomara. The girls would run their hands down her thigh, and occasionally bump into them on her roller that was pulsating under her shorts. The closeness between Romeo and Isabella was almost palpable. Their gazes crossed, charged with an intensity that transcended words. His fingers entwined in her hair, and a timid smile flowered on her lips. Despite the commitment, Isabella could not deny the strength of the attraction she felt for him, a desire that slowly consumed her. They grabbed a bottle of Montilla, another bottle of Coca-Cola, and with joyful footsteps, they headed for the room reserved for the brothers. The five young people invaded the space, the euphoria infecting the atmosphere. Loud laughter and friendly pushing filled the air, announcing the beginning of a memorable night. Mauro glued his lips to Camila's, an intense kiss that made her close her eyes tightly. His fingers sank into her hair while her tongue explored every corner of her mouth. Rayara, paralyzed, watched the scene with her eyes wide open. Perceiving her friend's gaze, Mauro pulled her close to him, intensifying the kiss. The three lips met in a whirlwind of sensations. The triple kiss was intense! - "Wow, look at my shy little brother there" Romeo spoke while smiling at Isabella, the two were holding hands as if they were a long-time couple Their eyes crossed, an electricity coursing through the air between them. Without further ado, their lips met in an intense and passionate kiss. Romeo, seized by a whirlwind of emotions, plunged his fingers into Isabella's hair while his tongue explored every corner of her mouth. The desire that consumed them was undeniable. Mauro had already removed Nayara's falling tomara and was with her mouth on her breasts, she was leaning against the wall next to the bathroom, Camila had already pulled down Mauro's shorts and was pulling his roll out, when she saw the size of his roll hard there in front of her she stood with her mouth open. Camila started sucking his roll there in front of the bathroom, she sucked and swallowed willingly, she had never been with a boy with a roll of that size. He felt her mouth in his roll and kissed her breasts and Nayara's mouth that was in front of him, she was well wet leaving her underwear and shorts loaded. Parallel to all this, Romeo and Isabella were exploring each other, Romeo kissed her neck, sucked and nibbled her ear, she took the opportunity to return the kisses and move her hair, her left hand was already on his dick, punching and feeling the size of that large roll. She was amazed, she didn't know if she could handle it, her boyfriend had a small dick, she had never been with another man. Mauro started to fuck Camila in bed, she was lying down, while he got into her, giving several strong and fast punches, he didn't even think about his childhood girlfriend. Rayara sat on her friend's mouth and let her suck his pussy, the three of them stayed there in bed having fun and indulging in pleasure. Romeo left Isabella of 4, she was watching the trio of friends there having sex in front of her, it turned her on even more, she gave it nice to Romeo, her mouthpiece dripped with every stroke of the athlete, she thought yes of her boyfriend, she thought he had a tiny role compared to that of her conqueror, she gave it to him with great willingness, she had never felt so much sexual pleasure. Mauro this time ate Rayara of 4 and Camila under the two licked her bag, roll, and her friend's bucket, she was having a party while the two were there, one penetrating the other. He did not hold out for long, he ended up taking the roll out of Rayara and poured semen into his buttocks. Romeo scoffed at the same time and in the same way as his brother except that on Isabella's buttocks, the same one closed her eyes when she felt the gush hitting her skin. The night that began with laughter and friendship ended in betrayal. The five would never be the same again. And worst of all: Marisa, the owner of the boarding house, had proof of everything. The hidden camera in the room had captured every moment, turning her into the guardian of a devastating secret. But for Romeo it was all worth it. He would do it all again.