My husband can 't believe I cried with his dick up my ass .

By adventure.ctba I begin this story by warning especially those husbands who like to flaunt their wives, comment on the intimacies of a couple for friends, dream about seeing his wife moaning over a cock bigger than yours. Think very carefully before you discuss with them your fantasies because as soon as your wife experiences other men with larger penises and stronger footprints than yours, your marriage will never be the same and run into serious danger, since the line that separates fantasy from reality is thin. Before we begin the tale , I leave you with a question: - Are you guys really ready to be horns? That's the story of Lu. Hello, my name is Lu. I'm 26 years old, blonde hair, green eyes, 1.68 meters tall, 60 kilograms, medium breasts, thin waist, wide hips, butt a little above average but not too big, by the way my bellybutton is the part of my body that both me and my husband like most I'm no beauty, but I consider myself a beautiful woman because I have always taken care of my body. I found on this site the possibility to share with you what is happening to me, because I do not have any friend who fully trusts in pouring out my heart, so I decided to post my story here. Everything that I will tell you isn't fantasy but pure truth. It all started about a year ago. I've been married to Kledir for six years, and had only one boyfriend before him. My husband is very good to me, he's super attentive with me and our daughter. He is hard-working, honest, a fighter man, his faults are talking loudly and when he drinks, sometimes talks to friends about our intimacies. I have fought several times with him, even lost count of how many times he promised me to stop it, but just gather the friends and start drinking, there comes again with his loose tongue. Our mutual friends already know the beast and do not care for their comments, the problem is when in the middle of the conversation has someone who is not part of our gang. My husband's a mechanic, and we have an auto repair shop just blocks from here. Thank goodness for our many customers that allows us to live reasonably well. Before our daughter was born, I worked full-time in the office. Today we have hired an employee to do my work for me, but even so I am still responsible for finances of our company and at least once a week I stop by there to keep up with business progress. The workshop is always full of people, there are many friends and customers who come in and out. When I'm at the workshop, I avoid going outside because thanks to my husband's loose tongue some clients and friends keep eating me with their eyes. I am tired of receiving gossipy songs, malicious smiles and hearing jokes from people who call themselves his friends, that's why barbecues are made in the workshop and only our closest ones we receive home, actually few friends frequent our house. At a birthday party at my friend's house, I met this really cool couple called Carlos and Angela. My husband already knew them because he is one of our clients. Even though they are slightly older than us, we found out that we had many things in common. Angela is about thirty-five years old, tall brunette, pretty face, perfect body and your Carlos a little older in the fifties, half grayish, high brown, athletic body, to summarize he's a very handsome and communicative man. As time passed, that friendship grew and we became friends. One day Kledir and I were invited to Angela's birthday party at their house, and that was when it all started. On her birthday we left our daughter with my mother and went to the party, I confess that I was a little nervous maybe because they belonged in another social level. Your Carlos is a successful entrepreneur and Angela doctor but when we arrived at their house I realized it had been totally wrong as we were very well received by both your Carlos and Ángela. We were sitting at a table when Angela and her husband Carlos sat down with us to talk, making no effort to make us feel comfortable. I was a little stunned, because we had never spoken to him alone. - You know Lu, your husband is lucky to have a woman like you. - Why do you think that? - Because besides being a beautiful woman, you're sexy and Kledir speaks very highly of you to me! - But what does my husband say to you? - He told me that at home you like to provoke him with short clothes and glued on the body, wearing sex lingeries, besides being very fiery and not having freshness in bed. After I heard what your Carlos told me, my face turned red and started to burn like hell. I couldn't believe that even to your Charles my husband would talk about our intimacies. Your Charles seeing my embarrassment took in my sweaty hand, looking into my eyes said: Don't be ashamed, my dear. I wish Angela was like you! - Over time that flame which existed at the beginning of our marriage has been extinguished and often she avoids me when I look for her in bed, indeed today it ends up changing me to drink! I wanted her to be like you... that she would provoke me, smell good on me and not have any taboos. - I'll confess something to you; I hope that you forgive me, but even masturbated thinking about you! - I wanted so much to see her in the clothes she wears to provoke your husband, and I'm sorry for telling you this but just imagining it makes me dick hard. I was mad to scold my husband. How dare he expose me like that for our friend! When I recovered from the shock I took and went to talk with his Carlos, my husband came to the table so I decided to stay quiet but very angry at him. While they were talking I stirred inside, then invented a sudden headache for us to leave. As we were leaving, His Holiness gave me a hug and whispered in my ear that everything he had said to me was true and that he felt very fond of me. I hope Angela didn't notice any embarrassment on my face. As soon as I got in the car, I put my mouth on my husband and told him everything that his Carlos had said to me. Not only did he smile and say it was good to know that I drove men crazy but that he alone could take advantage of my little body with those drunken chatter, made me swear that this is all about him and since you shouldn't argue with a drunkard, agreed and left quietly, but anger was so much that even crossed my mind the possibility of sticking a pair of very large horns into his head to stop being an asshole. All week I was thinking about what your Carlos had said to me. Those words somehow shook my structures, it was different from the jokes and singing that I received from friends in the workshop, because there were a bunch of dumb moleques, not even compared with the class and elegance that his Carlos had, he did know how to seduce a woman. No man but my husband had ever told me by looking into my eyes that he felt lust for me, the devil certainly planted a seed of desire in my subconscious. I felt strange just imagining that another man desired me so intensely, even masturbating myself remembering the immense volume it formed in social pants your Carlos wore that day, and from what I realized was not a small thing. Until Angela's birthday, I had never thought about cheating on my husband because I really love him for all the flaws he has and like I said before, he was the first man that I gave myself to but his response when I told everything to him wasn't what I wanted to hear. Kledir made me realize that showing off and commenting on our intimacy to others was a fetish of his, I even read about it in some magazines and found out that this desire is more common among men than I thought. And you know whoever looks for horns on the horse's head one day ends up finding them. Your Carlos certainly shook me emotionally. I felt like another woman was being reborn inside of me, and I started loving the idea of arousing desires in other men; I began to feel alive, wanted, more feminine, sexier, vainglorious; I became more self-assured, loosed up in bed with my husband; Earlier in the week, my husband said that he felt like having a barbecue at home on Saturday and asked me what I thought about inviting his son Charles and Angela. I asked if anyone else was coming and he said no, just the couple themselves. He said he could call and that I'd love to have them over, so we set up the barbecue for Saturday. That week went by, a whirlwind of thoughts filled my head imagining your Carlos eating me with his eyes as I passed on to him all the sensuality he had awakened in me. Finally, Saturday came. That morning I was all dressed up in a light blue gown with no bra and very small thongs. When I looked at myself in the mirror I liked what I saw; my husband even asked me why I had that outfit on. She said she wanted to look beautiful for him and our guests. My husband smiled at her, saying that I looked very nice. About eleven o'clock they arrived, and when your Carlos saw me he went straight to my husband saying: My friend with all due respect, you have a very beautiful and charming wife. Angela pinched her Carlos and said: - That's disrespectful to your friend Carlos, take care man! - Stop fooling around, Kledir knows I don't mean any harm. We started laughing and that was the end of it. My husband and his son Carlos went to the barbecue, while Angela and I were in the kitchen preparing some snacks. While we were in the kitchen talking, Angela told me not to pay attention to all the jokes your Carlos was making with me because there wasn't any malice in what he said. - Don't worry no darling, I am not jealous if you want to share it with me. After all you are beautiful and it is normal that men have a crush on you! She said this looking into my eyes and with a charming smile stamped on her beautiful face, smiled at her and said: I have the courage to share my husband with another woman! We smile and change the subject. After lunch, the chatter was still lively late at night. I noticed that Angela drank too much and my husband was already rolling his tongue, the only ones who were better off were me and her Carlos but even so we were also very cheerful. When it came late in the evening, Angela and my Husband were asleep on chairs so me and your Carlos put my husband to bed on the living room couch and took Angela into my bedroom where she collapsed unconsciously onto the bed. Still in my room your Carlos embraced me from behind took his hand underneath my dress squeezed my butt and kissed my neck even with Angela lying there in front of us. Your Carlos' bold attitude caused a chill in my belly, I wanted to get rid of his foolish hand but at the same time I wanted him to go further, and of course he realized my excitement. When we were leaving the room, your Carlos said to me: - Please, Lu, put on a provocative outfit to see if you look really hot as your husband tells me. - But they could wake up at any moment, it's too risky and besides Angela is in my room! - I wanted to see you so much in the clothes that she wears to provoke her husband, put one on for me. Go! Kledir and his wife are at home, if they wake up they'll be very angry with me. - In a way Lou, I know you want to show me please your hot! Your Carlos spoke with his hand on my little pocket above the panties and was squeezing affectionately, the spot that formed in front of her denounced my degree of excitement. Little by little, that man's wickedness was undermining the last vestige of resistance I still had inside me. I remembered that in the service area bathroom had left a very thin white knit shorts and top which used to exercise me every day, but it was too scandalous, only wore when alone or with my husband, not even near my friends had worn. I didn't know what to do, but the sense of danger surrounding us only increased my desire to carry on. I thought to myself; the culprit of being boiled by another man in my own home was my drunken husband, so even with hesitant steps I went into my room and saw that Angela slept soundly while my husband snored on the couch. Even with my heart in my mouth, I went into the bathroom of the service area took off my dress and panties put on a top. For a few seconds I wondered whether to show myself in that way for your Carlos, surely the drink and desire I was feeling for this man made me summon up courage and opened the bathroom door. When your Carlos saw me with that shorts buried in my bouquette all warm, he hugged me and gave a kiss on the mouth which I also returned. As we kissed, he passed his hand over my body and touched me in such a way that I became increasingly stubborn. When his hand touched my pocket above the shorts I went crazy and looked for your penis. Even from the top of my bermuda jeans, I could tell that this thick and rigid bundle of nerves was filling up in my hand which barely closed it. In a flash of lucidity, I pushed your Carlos back until I found a spot that from the window you could see my husband on the couch. The bastard of your Carlos understanding what he had done, taking advantage of my state of excitement, lowered my shorts bent down and kissed my bouquette, I quickly pulled him by his hair and adjusted my short while your Carlos released my breasts top and began to suck them as I continued squeezing his dick without taking my eyes off my husband. I was shocked when I felt two huge fingers entering my little mouthpiece, asked your Carlos to stop because we were going too far, that we were risking ourselves doing this next to our husbands. He kept fucking my pussy with his delicious fingers, your Carlos whispered in my ear to relax that everything was under control after all we were watching Kledir on the couch and if Angela got up I'd run into the bathroom so he could disguise himself before she saw us. His argument didn't convince me very much, but it did make me a little more relaxed - in fact I was loving it because the sense of danger increased my hard-on. My vagina was completely flooded with my vaginal fluids until it got to the point where I couldn't take it anymore and enjoyed standing there even though his fingers were fully tucked inside her. After making fun of your Carlos's hand, I ran to the bathroom and cleaned myself up by putting on the same clothes as before. I don't know how long I thought about this madness that I had just committed; my body was trembling when I came out from the toilet and saw my husband talking with his Carlos, he almost caught us in a frenzy. As soon as he saw me, your Carlos put his fingers in his mouth and sucked like they were tasting my mockery, the bastard made sure to show me that I was feeling the taste of my bouquet in its mouth. After Angela woke up, we talked for a while until they decided to leave. That night my husband and I had sex like we'd never done before, it was crazy. I practically became a little whore to him until I let go of my dick which is something that I haven't been doing for quite some time because I feel so much pain but I think from the state of excitement On Monday I was at home when the phone rang, and it was your Carlos telling me that you needed to find me somehow. I told him that he couldn't because my husband eats lunch at home every day and there would be no way for me to leave, so I hung up the phone. About twenty minutes later the phone rings again, my heart freezes when I hear your Carlos' voice insisting to go meet him, who would be waiting in the street behind my house, which was for me not to delay because he wanted to see me anyway that day. Again I told him that I could not go to meet him, for besides preparing lunch I had no one with whom to leave my daughter. He told me that if I didn't go to see him, he would come by my house anyway. I asked him not to come, because it was too risky and there would be an opportunity for us to meet. But he replied that if I didn't go to see him, he would come home and hang up the phone. I was eager to see him too, but there wasn't any way. I didn't know what to do. There was no way that I could go meet him and the thought that he would also not risk so much coming home made me relaxed. At noon my husband came to lunch and at 1:30 pm he went back into the workshop as he did every day. I took my daughter, put her on TV in his bedroom watching cartoons and cleaned up the kitchen. Suddenly the phone rang and it was your Carlos saying that you were outside the house and wanted to come inside to talk with me. I became paralyzed, didn't know whether to open the gate or ask him to leave. So I said: Imagine if someone sees you enter the house and tells Kledir, surely he would suspect something! Your Carlos told me he just wanted to talk about something quick and hung up the phone. Reluctantly, I went to the gate with my heart in my mouth and legs twitching for fear that a neighbor might see us. - You're crazy and you want to make me mad too. As soon as I opened the gate, your Carlos came in without saying a word. He took me by the arms and looking into my eyes said: I want you, Lu... and I need you to give me everything a hot woman like yourself deserves. I wanted to get rid of him, but your Carlos pulled me against his body and gave me a kiss on the mouth that took my breath away. Your Charles began to touch my body with his strong hands, kissing me on the neck. At that moment I was completely given over to this man. While my body was being stroked, my breasts sucked, and my cup rolled with excitement I sought out his penis and began to straighten it. Right there in the kitchen your Carlos lowered my shorts, seated me on the sink counter, opened up my legs, pulled my panties aside and started sucking my cup so eagerly that within a few minutes he had an absurd enjoyment of its mouth which continued to suck until he sipped every last drop of my nectar. Your Carlos stood up, pulled his dick out and I opened my legs wide enough to receive his penis in my mouthpiece. I needed him to fuck me at that moment; When my feet touched the ground I almost fell, for my legs were shaking so much that I could not bear the weight of my body. Your Carlos tenderly embraced me until it was firm and hurried out to meet my daughter. When I got back to the kitchen , I told you it was dangerous here at home. What if my daughter saw what we were doing? Your Carlos shook his head in agreement with me, but before leaving he said that he wanted to meet the next morning so we could finish what we had started. I told him that he would arrange a way for us to meet. When your Carlos left, I kept thinking about the madness that I had done and where my life was headed. In fact, I knew it would be a dead-end road but the desire for him inside of me was much stronger than myself. It gave me chills just to think if my daughter saw us and in her innocence could tell her father, but on the other hand I really wanted to have gone all the way. I knew that cheating on my husband with his friend wasn't right, but he deserved it because everything started from him. I stayed up all afternoon thinking about the lie that I would tell my husband to take me away, so when he came home at night... - Honey, I have an appointment with my gynecologist tomorrow. Can you take our daughter to Mommy's before we go into the shop? - I'll take the love, no problem! - Take the opportunity to have lunch there or somewhere else, because I don't know what time I will arrive. - All right, just don't take too long 'cause your mom might have an appointment this afternoon! - You can leave, I'll do my best to come back as soon as possible! The other morning, the phone rang. It was your Carlos telling me he'd be waiting for me in the parking lot of a shopping mall near his house and I don't think he believed it when I told him that within half an hour at most... I put on a black dress with a generous waistline that showed off much of my breasts, high-heeled sandals matching my gown, white lace panties all pierced through, wore my best French perfume which I had paid for in three installments to use only on special occasions. I thanked God that he had shaved me two days earlier, and my pubic hair was smooth without any freckles... anxious, excited but with a chill in the belly just to imagine what my husband would do if he knew his until recently faithful little wife was about to moan on her friend's giant cock in some motel room. As soon as I got in the car he gave me a kiss, complimented me and we left. When we entered the room his Carlos embraced me and kissed us madly like two animals in heat. His Carlos laid me on the bed and took off my dress leaving only underwear, was sucking my breasts one at a time while his hands touched each part of my body with mastery, he knew what he was doing and made me more and more excited. Before long my bucket was all wet. I could tell that your Carlos was very experienced with women, because in a few minutes he discovered all the erogenous zones of my body to be touched, something that my husband had not yet found out after six years of marriage. Your Carlos was kissing my body and giving me little bites going through my belly until it reached the middle of my thighs, then he took off my panties and opened up my legs putting his mouth in my pocket and started sucking on me by passing his tongue to its full extent. My body seemed to float, I'd never enjoyed so much like that before and every time it did he sipped my fluids like the most precious nectar in the universe. After having provided me with a succession of mockery, your Carlos came up sucking my body breasts neck and when he reached my mouth thanked me with an astonishing tongue kiss I had never been kissed that way. We hugged and kissed for a while until I felt that it was time to return all the pleasure you had given me. I turned my lover to the shore and went down biting his hairy chest until it reached his groin, then I took off his underwear and a giant thick cock appeared in front of me. It was a true work of art that beautiful penis majestic and virile. In fact it was much larger than I had imagined, my husband's dick is much smaller and thinner. I put my mouth on the head of that stick and could barely get it in, it was too thick, so I started sucking his head and running my tongue around down through his body all the way to his testicles licking one at a time. I'd do this over and over again until he got a good chunk of that dick in my mouth. His Carlos was moaning, saying how great it felt to be sucking on his cock and loving it. He had already been giving me jaw cramps but made sure to give him as much pleasure as possible, till his Carlos took his dick out of my mouth and told me now he would make me feel like an actual little whore. He laid me down on the side, opened my legs and sucked one more time in my vagina leaving it very wet. Then he settled himself between my thighs and began to rub his dick head against the entrance and slowly started making pressure. My little bucket, which had hitherto known only my husband's stick was all wrinkled up being invaded by an enormous rod; the poor thing must have reached its maximum degree of elasticity to accommodate within it that mast. I could feel it coming in just inch by inch, felt my uterus being forced until our pelvises met and I was feeling completely full. No one's ever been that deep inside of me before. Not that we women need a huge dick to give us pleasure, because my husband even with a smaller and thinner one makes me laugh divinely, but at least once in life the woman should try a giant cock on her little nipples, as the feeling of being completely filled is indescribable. Your Carlos stayed for a while with his dick all inside me, and gradually he was pulling it back in again. When I felt more relaxed, he started to fuck me faster and stronger. His movements made me hallucinate... The stronger your Carlos got the louder I groaned, wishing that moment would last forever and begging him not to stop because it felt like I was about to have the greatest orgasm of my life. While I was getting my ass kicked, your Carlos would tell me to say that you were his little whore. That my husband was a horn and now he owns all of my pussy. I said everything he asked me to until I couldn't take it anymore and an overwhelming orgasm invaded my body. I screamed, cried, crossed my legs on the ribs of your Carlos and pulled him all inside myself, and when I felt your Carlos enjoying himself and filling up my joint with poop, a fever entered my body, so I grabbed him and brought him back to me, looked for his mouth and we sat in that relaxation moment after having sex while his dick went soft and came out from within my completely shattered bucket. When your Carlos pulled his dick all the way out of my pocket I felt completely shattered and with a huge void inside me, it was so much shit that came pouring out through my butt and thighs making an enormous stain on the sheets. Your Carlos told me that now he had awakened the real female who lived inside of me. That from now on I was his little whore and would be his as long as possible, because he'd always give me what my husband could never give me. He also said to me that a man who values women does not advertise her for other males every time she fills his ass with cachaça. In a way, I had to agree with your Carlos because if my husband wasn't such an asshole he wouldn't be in that motel bed with another man. On the other hand... He would not have gotten the chance to meet and enjoy himself as much as you were enjoying yourself on his cock. After that delightful climb, we were for more than an hour chatting nicely clutching then your Carlos kissed me and went to the bathroom, I stayed a few minutes enjoying this intense pleasure, and went into the toilet too. Arriving in the bathroom I went into the shower with his Carlos. He hugged me, bit my ear, kissed my neck and put his fingers on my fully dilated little mouthpiece, perhaps to assess the damage that his cock had done to it. I was still very excited so I bent down and started sucking his penis which soon became hard again. I felt like a real whore. I wanted to please your Carlos, I wanted him to make fun of me again. - Suck my dick, you bitch! I know you like it. You make fun of me in your little mouth! - I want to fill your mouth with my fucking whore and you'll swallow it all. I continued to suck on my hard-on and at the same time imagined that, as a married woman who had always respected her husband, she was there sucking another man's cock with an ardent desire for him to make fun of it in my mouth - something he never allowed me to do. My thoughts were interrupted when your Carlos grabbed me by the hair, held my head and began to fuck my mouth as if he was fucking my pussy and fucked hard filling it with his white slimy cock. Even feeling a little disgust of that liquid tasteful acidic and smelling like toilet water swallowed all I could and wasn't so bad as I thought. Your Carlos ordered snacks for us and we spent some more time talking and exchanging cuddles. Your Carlos said that before we went home he wanted to eat my cuisine, I was a bit apprehensive because I thought it would not stand with his dick inside him but as deny request for someone who was providing me the best day of my life, just asked him to go slowly and if you can't hold him stop, he agreed and said it is better we try in the bathroom while bathing. As soon as we turned on the shower, I leaned down and gave a whimsical blowjob in his dick, already getting used to that cockiness in my mouth. When it was completely hard your Carlos turned me from side to him and made me pin up my ass with hands leaning against the wall and began and started licking my arse. What wonderful feeling was that! He opened my butt wide and tried to stick his tongue inside, because he couldn't of course stuck two fingers into my little hole to lace it preparing me for penetration. I opened myself up for him to make it easier. Soon his Carlos straightened himself behind me and shoved his dick into my asshole at once and started punching hard while his thumb massaged my butt, I made fun of several times with his huge cock in my mouthpiece and his fingers on my arse. Even afraid that he couldn't hold out, I asked his Carlos to eat soon because I could no longer stand the expectation of having my ass busted open. Your Charles pulled his dick out of my mouthpiece, separated my ass tightly with his strong hands, spit into my little butt pushing his saliva inward with the tips of his fingers and asked me to wet his cock well with my saliva and positioned himself behind me. When I felt the head of his dick pressing to enter my pussy, I despaired. But your Carlos kept talking to me while gradually he was pushing until his head went in. At first it hurt so much that I cried without him realizing, but with the experience of your Carlos my cousin swallowed his cock till its balls stuck into my pocket and feel his penis almost on my stomach. I didn't think I could take that little chest up my ass, and even though it hurt so much... Gradually, I let go and led the penetration myself risking a few rolls and making slow in-and-out movements. Your Carlos seeing that I was more relaxed would fuck my ass with a lot of patience. The pain continued, but I wanted to give him this pleasure, so I held my breath and asked for his enjoyment right away because he wouldn't last long it hurt too much. Then your Carlos increased the rhythm of strokes and teased his dick deeply filling my intestines with fucking. What relief I felt when he pulled his cock from inside my butt, I could not joke about the arse. As soon as your Carlos pulled his dick out of my asshole I felt a huge urge to evacuate and ran into the toilet, but all that came out was sperm and gas which had accumulated inside me. After another shower and a hair dryer, Carlos dropped me off three blocks from home. It was after 4:00. I felt like a real whore, barely able to walk. It was his fault that he betrayed my husband for the first time; on the other hand it's entirely because of her loose tongue which ended up throwing me in bed with Carlos and I had loved all this and surely my story would not end there. That night my husband looked for me in bed, but he didn't have sex with us. I told him that I was all sore because of the tests I had done, but actually also afraid that he would feel a difference from the size of my bouquet, as it still felt like it was wide open. If you liked the story, vote and leave your comment because these small gestures make us continue to tell our adventures and fantasies. 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