My Sweet Wife (the second time)

After that initiation, we spent a few days in that mess half without talking about it directly with a good climate but she lamented, somewhat sorry and uncomfortable for what she had done. He said he felt strange: It was a strange thing, that man holding my hand, picking on my boobs, I wasn't comfortable, it was... I know... I didn't like it! But you were very exciting when you allowed it, you know? She replied with disdain and a smile in the corner of her mouth. Yeah, but it wasn't cv that was there. That man on me caressing me! I'm glad you didn't get angry. I got scared – she said- I thought you'd be angry to see me with him in bed. I was more afraid of that. Rest assured – I said - I didn't get angry, I got excited and you were great. In fact, I was kind of upset, yeah, when I saw her get caught like that, it was a stranger having sex with my wife... in front of me. But poor thing, she was there for me and I couldn't help but support her. I could understand how she felt but I was willing to maintain my conquest, I didn't want to back down now that I had got the hardest of her. I just tried not to let the matter die and keep it as a reality of ours from that moment on. We had sex several times and it always came back to the surface during the act. I made a point of packing up our sex with that subject. It was just the next day and I, trying not to let the erotic climate fall, valued our experience by saying that she seemed more desirable and was hotter after having passed by someone else's hands. Of course she wasn't too comfortable with the memory of her adventure with another man in bed until the moment we were alone, but I needed to keep the matter alive, just now that we had begun I couldn't let her regret it at all. I knew she didn't like it, I'd rather have a good long sex with her husband alone, but after all, I didn't have to ask her for her approval to talk about it anymore, now she'd been with someone else and she knew that and resigned when I brought it up, as if I thought... it was me. ..and kept quiet. The first time she had sex, it was kind of hard for her, but she kept quiet just listening to me say that she was hotter after she was softened or that she was more open and stuff. The second time we had sex, when we were still in caresses, she made things clearer about how she thought, and that's when everything got better. We were lying in bed, she was just wearing panties, and I was walking around her body with my tongue and playing with her talking to her about something like this: How do you like it? Mm-hmm! You're still gonna feel a lot of licking in that little body. ...will be very licked... you know? Mm-hmm! Yeah. A lot of people will like to do that! Baby, let them go, I want my hubby now! Sure, you got everything from me, but now you're my bitch, aren't you? I am, but now I just want you. All right. But are you still gonna be nice? Um...... being a... little bitch? Yeah, I'm gonna... You didn't want to? Yes, I did, and you were great. Then I'll go. But not now, I just want you. Will you come when I want? I will... whenever you... want! But I don't want to always have sex with others either! Me too, now that you're a real whore, you get hotter and you get a lot hotter. It was clear, she spoke it with a tone of who ends the matter and that's it. So we had sex (now only two). But the thing is, my Lu was a good parter of things. He accepted to be with other men but did not want to give up the marriage, that was always his greatest fear. So that's it, I'd give her your safety and she'd give me what I wanted. It was always like this, in fact she never liked being with other men, after a while she began to like, in her own way, submitting. It seems that intimately she felt some pleasure in being subjugated, even if she repented later but I always gave her strength, she felt humiliated but accepted later. She liked to be wanted but going to bed with someone was already a little strong for her. I didn't get to orgasm all the time, but I guess I ended up enjoying it when I was in the mood with a man or even when I thought about it sometimes, then I regretted it anyway. This was from the time we walked on the beach and she was pleased to be looked at (and naturally desired) by “the volei staff). Now it was more brutal, they were not men looking and desiring (it excites or envades every woman), it was a man above her. But she knew she wouldn't hurt me and tried to get used to it. I've never actually been able to correctly interpret my wife's feelings about this. But she kept going out, over and over, with no panties with me. And wearing the cleavage that made the waiters party. A month after the first one and I already wanted to see her get eaten again. I tried this time to be more direct to get used to it but also because it was too much work to have to prepare her head every time. I just told her, in bed with a climax, that I would take her back to have sex. She asked if it was the same guy. I said no. I thought it was easy to catch someone in the paper, the risk was to find someone to identify us later, so I waited a few more weeks when we went to Christmas, but there I found nothing in the paper. Since we were going to spend three days there, it had to be quick, but I didn't want to expose myself. We stayed at the beach, there in Ponta Negra where there is a lot of tourist, then soon a “guide” appeared with a soft talk, probably wanting to make some money and proposing to show the city. I was with Lucia, and I think he thought I was a sex tourist, because I'm pretty clear and she's a light brunette. You must have thought she was a bitch. It caught my attention, he was hanging around, and when Lú took a little walk to the water, I asked him if he didn't know anyone to play with. He smiled and answered. Myself! No, it has to be someone older, she wants older men (I spoke as if she was looking). So I can arrange But she doesn't pay anything. (I don't know why but I felt more comfortable throwing everything at her, as if we were already experienced in the matter) All right, what hotel are you in? We were in cabins that are on Ponta Negra beach, it is not an isolated place, it is several individual huts in a place reserved two blocks from the beach. But I chose to make contact myself over the phone he gave me. So later, I called that number and talked to the right person. He said he met someone on the beach who pointed him out. He seemed kind and showed himself cozy, offered to show off some good places in town, so I asked him if he would not first meet us at the hotel. I asked him to stop by in the middle of the afternoon so we could talk at a diner on the corner of the inn. Until that moment, it was just a conversation from the people who wanted to visit the city. Around 3:00 in the afternoon, honey, I was taking a nap in the bedroom. I was at the diner, taking a coal until a middle-aged man presented himself, well trimmed and well tanned hair, reaching the dark brown. It was supposed to be him, I waved and he approached and said his name Hello, I'm Alberto. Very nice as off the phone, sat down, offered him a beer and talked a little bit about the city, he talked about the nightclubs that would be interesting. I asked him: Do you know of a more relaxed place for a show with women? Here's some good seats, I can show you. Actually, I'm with my wife and I'm not sure she'd like to go to a place like this. No, don't... don't worry, I take you to very social places, it's a good thing, there's no downfall. She'll be all right. Are you ready to join us? I asked. Of course, I can stay with friends all night. Well, it's just that we're not looking to hire any service, of course expenses would be on our own but if you work as a guide, then maybe we'd be taking your time. Don't worry, buddy, you don't have to pay me anything (of course the other guy on the beach should have told him about the beach woman. I don't know. He didn't say anything, he just paid attention as if he expected me to continue, he just smiled a little through the corner of his mouth. And I kept going. It's just that she's very liberal and sometimes she accepts a joke. You know what! So if she wants !!! Would you mind if she got more comfortable? It was hard to get the right words, it didn't seem natural to me, arrange a date for the wife with another man and tell him that. But you can count on me, buddy. We're there! (He spoke) Would you like to meet her? Yeah, sure. Now she's resting but what do you think of visiting us later? I'd really like that if it's okay with you!! If you want me to go see your wife, it's fine with me. So, as Lucia was resting, we stayed there, having a few beers, and I took the opportunity to talk a little bit about her, almost like I'm doing here. I didn't tell her it was just our second time, nor did I tell her exactly what we were going to do there, but I said she was very kind but she was inhibited in the presence of people she didn't know. This time I was being better, exchanging ideas before always gave me more intimacy later, at least it made me more comfortable. Because I remember the first time I was a little embarrassed to accept the other guy with her in front of me. So an intimacy was good before. It's been about an hour and a half, I paid for the beers, and I left him alone to prepare her at the cabin. My love already knew that after her sleep she would have to “work”. She's always expressed somewhat ambiguous feelings about these meetings. At first, of course, she was always reticent, but then, over time, she showed herself sometimes enthusiastic or resigned. But she later told me that she understood it as part of her marriage and that after the first time, she realized that she could do it without major trauma. She just wanted to keep the marriage going and her question was always one: If I wouldn't charge her that later. I went into the cabin and Lu was sleeping light, almost waking up. I came near the bed and caressed her hair, my sweet wife looked just like her first wedding day, lying on that bed, all hot, like an angel. He woke up in a little bit, I kissed her and told her to get up and take a nice shower. She still stayed in bed a little, sleepy, then got up and went to the bathroom. As I heard the shower running, I picked up in the middle of your things the white panties that I had separated for that occasion. This time I'd be white, I'd be a tampon with a strip on either side and a bra, again laced. My love came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel and I waited for her to finish drying out then I gave her her panties. Normally she didn't wear or wear a tan like that to this day, even when I asked her to go out with me, she said that it would bother her, especially if she got in her ass, but in her “deliveries” she would put it, I think it would be because it would soon be taken from her, so it wouldn't make any difference, dressed like someone who put on a naturally uncomfortable uniform. These little attitudes showed a behavior that only encouraged me to continue, after all, when she naturally took those panties and wore them she knew what it was for. It's like she's wearing a uniform for a job, and she would take it that way, naturally. She put on her white lace panties and bra and I gave her a dress like that that she wears on her head, all intitive. It looked good on her, and there was this little dress of light tissue on her body that made her want to wrap it with her arms, and that's what I did. She was smelly, and I hugged her from behind, and I felt her breasts with the creepy little toes right under my bra. I could feel those tiny panties passing their fingers over the fabric. He'd go down the back and his panties would dress his ass in half, it was just a triangle in the middle of his ass. With those laces on the sides. I could hardly wait to get that dress off her. Honey, wait here and get ready... nice... I'll be right back. I used to love these nice things before I turned her in, made it look like a more forbidden delivery. Something that was very mine. I quit holding her in both hands staring her in the face and smiling a little maliciously. She knew what would happen next. I was going to go back to the cabin with someone she'd lie down with and stay there until we were satisfied. I went back to the diner and invited Alberto who was still at the table with one more beer. He seemed quite comfortable. We went to the cabin, walking through the various other huts, and, casually, some other uninterested people who occupied their leisure. I opened the door naturally, came in and he followed me. Lucia was in the room waiting. We went in, asked him if he already knew the cabins, he said no but found it very cozy. I went out front to the bedroom, he stayed in the lounge. My love appeared in the room, loose, wavy hair, that dress of fine tissue on the body, a palm above the knees letting see part of its thick thighs. She was all hot, she looked like those soap commercial figures that come out with light dresses after the bath and loose hair that makes her want to hug and feel all. She smiled and quickly greeted. Alberto opened a smile and said some compliment I don't even remember. I hurried next to her and hugging her on her shoulders told him – My wife, Lu. He came in and took her hand to say hello but held it more intimately, she held her hands out as he held them and I held both hands on his shoulders. Nobody said anything else, the weather instantly changed from an attempt at conversation and ice breaking to a very strong permissiveness. It was kind of electrifying, like an anaesthetic....I just turned her shoulders towards the bedroom and drove her, Alberto let go of his hands but walked along while he was caressing her hair. He straightened her hair with one hand while I was leading her by the shoulders and she was still. She looked like delicious candy with two guys on top, eager. She was just an object, we were already having sex with her. We entered the room, the three together, the weather was tense but very permissive. Before any attitude I went straight up her dress while he eagerly began to slip his hands through my wife’s breasts. It was a kind of animal thing, that man had stimulated himself to such an extent with the situation, unusual for him, to be receiving that little taste from the hands of the husband and having permission to enjoy it, which began to feel it all. There wasn't that formal delivery like the first time, it was all sudden and in an instinctive way that was dictated by the excitement we were feeling. Until she got into the mood, I felt her breathing panting and I realized that she was excited to be treated like that by both of us, with one man groping and another lifting her dress. Our movements became more intense and abrupt, now he took her breasts with both hands, did not smooth, but filled her hands with them and crushed them with pleasure. I lifted his dress unceremonious, up to his head, in a hurry to give it to him. I went through the breasts, leaving the bra that just now was in the way, she lifted up her anxious arms and passed the dress on her shoulders and head leaving her alone with that tiny little tan and bra. Quickly. Alberto didn't even wait for me to take off her bra, he abruptly lifted his bra up on her breasts, leaving them on display with dark pink beaks. The beer had helped the two of us a lot before, and more and more we dived into that woman, attacking her with voluptuousness. He didn't even care if I approved of being impetuous like that, he just wanted to grope that woman who was almost naked in front of him. Looks like the fact that her husband was around made him even more horny. He's got one boob and he's got the other, my wife's got a moan, a bit of a shock and a little muffled but of pleasure. She closed her eyes and turned her head up a little bit. I was still with her but the Open took her away from me now taking her command, held my wife by her arms and turned her to bed, gently but visibly excited as if she was in a hurry to get on top of her. Lucia took two quick steps to bed, she was also in a hurry. He lay on the bed facing upwards, he went on top of it, supported a knee beside it, and, bowing his body over it continued to snuggle his left breast while with both hands he quickly loosened his pants. He took off all his clothes as he stimulated her with his mouth through his body, breasts, neck, belly, licked and mouthed. She wriggled a little bit while getting excited about it. Until he was naked and right beside her. He took the straps of his panties to pull through his legs, and Lu moved around a bit and spread his legs and raised his hips a little, making it easier to remove the one thing that still protected her a little. Naked, with her legs half open, she was really wanting to be penetrated into all that excitement, it was now in Alberto's hands. He lay on top of her, she opened up more by offering him the middle legs. You let him settle in, you offered your pussy with desire and haste to be eaten, she couldn't take it anymore either. Your guest rode in and held on to her... stuck in... stuck in! She stood there, being safe and enjoying being penetrated, turned her head upside down and put her finger in her mouth while biting slowly. She began to mock her way, turning her head on one side and on the other and moaning low with her hands grabbing the sheets. Alberto, wrapped in alcohol, didn't come. He played there for a few minutes after he got off and off. My love, now discovered, showed her available body with her legs half open, letting her see the opening of her vagina, her arms loosed beside her body, and her head loosed on her pillow with her eyes closed, she abandoned herself and was at her disposal without caring about me or that man beside her. But Alberto was still very excited and willing, packed by the beers nor cared about me there in the room, knelt next to his head and, offering the cock said to her – Here, suck it. Lu, who always loved to suck me, opened her eyes slowly, pressed her lips and made a face of those who did not want, murmured between her teeth – I do not want! Do it again! He insisted a little, and as she didn't want to, smiling, she was rubbing her dick on the cheeks of her face. Sit him down a little bit, you'll like it! My Lú was quiet enough for him to stick his dick in his face but she seemed upset now. He put his hands down on her breasts, she kept her legs open with the greatest naturality (also, she had nothing else to guard! I thought so. Turned her aside and started smoothing her ass. He held his hand long enough through my wife's ass, smoothing and groping long enough. In front of a fuck like the one that had just happened that was a simple little thing but it's funny how certain things have a very strong erotic charge. Slowly the weather calmed down and that guy handing it to my wife's ass was looking as indecent as it was forbidden. His vision smoothing Lucia's ass was very horny, it turned me on, so much so that I had to avoid masturbating so I wouldn't come right away. Again, he rubbed his dick around her neck, now that she'd lay her back on him and turn sideways. That neck I've kissed so much. She put up with the stick rubbing on her face, hair, lips and neck like a bitch. Then he lay next to him and pulled her over. Lucia turned her body and went to lie on his, both facing and with the bodies glued together. Alberto with his hand fixed the stick so that she would sit on top of it, Lu raised her ass as he would fit his cock into his vagina, with her head half inside, she put herself more on her feet, leaning with her hands and was making slight movements, rehearsing a roll, to shove the rest into her pussy. I was behind them, I saw the privileged angle scene (if anyone can say it's a privilege for the husband to see the details of a another cock entering his wife, but at that time it was very exciting). She was bowed over him who held her buttocks with her hands while in the middle the slob limb filled her entire vagina. She'd climb her body out a little bit of his dick showing the size of what was stuck in it. Soon afterwards, he would sit back and hide all the volume inside her. Every time I'd take it off and stick it in the head of that stick, it would show me its invasion. And I watched her be invaded repeatedly for a few minutes until she started to enjoy it again, it was increasing her rhythm and sitting stronger and stronger and yawning at her dick. She was moaning and losing the coordination of the “struck” until she enjoyed herself again breaking up above him and lying there without strength, my wife on the body of that other man. At that moment I fell on myself and I got kind of embarrassed watching my wife get fucked like that so many times. I thought it was good enough, but he hadn't made fun of it yet, and I'd certainly want to do it, so I took a condom that I had in my pocket and gave it to him, like I was inviting it to end soon. It was kind of hard because Lucia was a little faint after she came twice, and he was willing for her to participate actively, to make him come. That's what he said when I asked – Don't you want to come right away friend? - I want to but I made her come twice, now it's the girl's turn to make me come. (he used the expression "girl" giving the impression that he treated her like some little bitch or some girl he was eating. He showed no consideration because we were a couple where his wife was participating in a threesome. Knowing Lucia, after a fuck like that, she'd take her time to work. When this happened to us and she made fun of me before, then I would just go up on her that would leave her legs open or turn her aside and shove me between her legs sideways, holding a thigh of hers up as she penetrated her. But he expected her to work on it. Then this would take time. Patience, I thought... You don't want me to hold her on four for you? The way to have another beer. Whenever there's someone else in the middle it's hard to predict certain things, this time it was this situation that we had to wait a long time with her eater there together and make room for him while my wife took her breath to have sex with him again. I just couldn't ask him to leave without letting him come. I explained to him that she, once satiated, would not be willing to go up again and I proposed again to leave her on four for him. But he wasn't in a hurry and he seemed to want to see her work. He said he would enjoy it easier with her sitting in it (he said, of course, she on four would come, who doesn't?). So the way was to convince my love. We waited about fifteen minutes and as I realized that Lu was falling asleep, I tried to wake her up nice and easy to ask her to finish what we started. Baby, don't sleep, you gotta make him come. And I went to her slowly to wake her up – uhm! You can come, I'll stay here quietly, just leaving – but he doesn't want you to, he wants you to go up there, he'll make an effort – but I'm tired love! – he wants to get some sleep and finish when he wakes up then – he'll stay there? – he'll wait – So I do it now, come on...! (said that very sleepy as those facing an obligation). I felt strange because the mood of eroticism that was before was now a negotiation as if she were a prostitute to release a client. Anyway I didn't feel bad, it seemed natural all that, once it started it had to end. And then I'd still want it, too. Every time I lent her, I always ate after. She got up from wandering while our friend lay in bed with a bottle of long neck in her hand. He stayed with the tough dick because he hadn't made fun of it and my wife's pussy was wide open after all the stuff, so it was easy. She sat on his dick, this time turned her back on him. Since he did not move to fix the stick in the entrance, she herself had to hold it with her hand until she put the head of the stick inside her own vagina. She was a little dry and needed to make circular moves with his dick on her little door to go moistening, the way I did myself sometimes, she had learned and now applied with another man. She started by sitting slowly, carefully sticking that hard stick in her pussy that she had to make come. He had put the condom that I had given and, with his back on the pillow that was leaning against the bedside, he drank his beer while my wife moved on his dick. The beer and the wife, I wish. Lucia now looked like a prostitute even, for she did not show pleasure or much interest in what she did, as if by obligation or because she was forced to do it. Sitting on his dick, on his knees, facing me but with his head down, leaning both hands on his own thighs and concentrating on making that movement by sitting and standing up, watching to keep the stick from coming out of it. Since she wasn't very inspired, he started encouraging. Go, girl! Move your ass, roll... go The lucy was rolling like he asked, he began to guide his roll by holding her hips. All of a sudden, she'd stop leading the movement on a roll and make it go up and down faster by pushing her hands on her buttocks. Lúcia answered and was doing as he wanted. I walked away to get another beer, and further away I realized a sex scene without any eroticism and very debauchery. He lying on the bed with the beer in one hand and the other on her ass, her sitting there jumping fast on his dick, her hair disgruntled with the tits jumping as she jumped on his dick, her hands, sometimes leaning on her own legs, sometimes one holding a teta to not swing and the other seeking to throw her hair back or lean back again. It was a frenetic, vulgar movement of a couple fucking without the refinements of an erotic video. Until he rushed into his movements and tried to push his dick on her holding with both hands on her hips, now it seemed like he was going to come, and he was going to say things like – go girl, crack, crack hot, bitch goes.... And he came and said it like that – go, go, go... Lucia, as a woman already experienced in marriage, kept, even tired, the quick movements above his cock until he stopped totally moaning. He kept holding and smoothing her hips that sat on top of him waiting for his caress to end up in his buttocks. Alberto remained even more or less a minute smoothing and squeezing Lucia's ass while she patiently waited for him to finish what he did. Then he slapped you in the ass and said – honey, you were great. Okay, she was free. Lucia came out of the room and went to the bathroom even though his fun was stuck in the condom. After a few minutes he also got up and went to the bathroom where he took a shower. My wife didn't stay with him, she went to get dressed, actually she just put her little dress over her body. I kept finishing my beer but rushed to embrace my love by offering beer. It's good to show that you don't reject her and give her a hug. This has always been an attitude I preserve to this day because it gives her confidence. After the other one breaks up with her, I usually don't feel very comfortable keeping him around and in most cases they also want to leave because they're always random people we arrange. So Alberto looked happy and told me that he thought she was wonderful (of course) and thanked me for trusting him and asked me to call him whenever I wanted. I said that I also thought it was great and that my wife had learned a lot that day (actually she had, she knew that she had to take the man to the end and that she would often have to make efforts for it) as if she were taking lessons. And I completed – You fucked her very well! Now I'd like your friend not to get mad and excuse me because even though you've softened her up all I need to have an urgent fuck with my wife. He realized that I was still in the mood (he was the only one who hadn't come yet) and spoke – Oh my friend! I hope you don't mind catching her this tired and sweaty. See you soon, have a good fuck, she's really good. Let's meet – Probably, (I spoke, even though I didn't want to). Okay, he's out. I went to my little bitch who was wearing that little dress and I've been lifting it. - Oh, I'll have it too. - I'm soft. - He wants to come too! So come on, but I'll be quiet here. You want a little blow job? - No, get on all fours in bed and I want to taste that pussy open. Lu went to bed and I took off her dress, wanted to feel her all naked, like he had left. She stood on her hips, holding her pillow and lying her face on it. Then he got his ass up. In this position, she kept her legs open, leaving her pussy swollen. As my wife's pussy has a certain volume, she stands out back every time she gets all four which facilitates the penetration from behind. But now it was all open, I finally pulled my dick over. I opened with my fingers the two lips that showed a still wet pussy. I stuck it without any work. It was a horny, indescribable feeling eating a woman's own pussy already open by another. A lot of people might think that's a freak. But those who have an open mind and know how to eroticize their own wife know how strong it is. You don't even need another woman, such is the erotic charge the wife can cause. Of course, it's lucky to find a wife who can't help but keep this erotic mood going all the time. But if the woman accepts, willingly or not (just by submission) it is worth it. Surely the chance of a lasting relationship is great if you two become partners in this. So I walked in and I got comfortable (literally), she was sweaty for having passed through the other's hands, it gave me more horny, my dick was loose in that enlarged and wet pussy, I felt him rubbing well lightly, without any grip, as if I were sticking in a soft pudding. Just as if something really soft involved my dick.. I took a few stabs, grabbed on that waist that had worked so hard, came in a minute, pouring a lot inside my cow as I slapped her in the ass and called her a bitch (she didn't care). Later in the night she had a crying crisis and said she didn't think it was right to do that as some slut. The fact is we were already doing