Sharing the young wife with an old gentleman

By adventure.ctba Hello everyone, my name is Carlos, married, I have a couple of wonderful children. After many battles I managed to give my family a comfortable life today, we live in a luxury condominium in a noble neighborhood of the city, a good balance in the bank account, but it was not always like this. There is a quote from a good friend of mine who says: Today everyone admires the horse I ride, but no one remembers the graves I fell. What I am about to relate to you are true events that took place in my late teens and early adulthood. I come from a humble but honest and fighting family. I left my parents' house in São Paulo as soon as my mother died. I came to try life in Curitiba at the invitation of an uncle who lived here for years. As soon as I arrived in Curitiba, I got a job with a friend of my uncle who benefited from rice and packed it to distribute to the local trade. I did not earn much, but I could pay for school and help with household expenses because my uncle was retired, earned little and paid rent. Being a widower and without children, he also led a difficult life. My coming here was a blessing as he used to say. Then I noticed the little brunette who lived next door and asked my uncle about her. He told me that it was to be careful that her father was very angry and brazen. At the first opportunity I had introduced myself and immediately rolled a chemistry between us and a week later we were dating, against the will of his father, of course. Cristina at that time was a girl, beautiful to die. Short, 1.57 meters, Morena, honey-colored eyes, curly brown hair that went to the middle of the coast, middle stout breasts, thin waist, thick and rolled thighs, a firm and steep bundle. She could not help but be enchanted by that figure of a girl woman and besides the most virgin of all. At our first time, it seemed that I was dreaming of having that princess just for me. We were both nervous, because for me it was also the first time I was going to eat a kiss. Until that moment, the most I had rolled was kisses, hand in the xotinha over her panties and some suckers on her nipples. If for me it was being difficult imagine for Cristina, because the reputation of bravery of her father drove away any gull who decided to invest there. When I took off my underwear Cristina stopped, looking at my dick that this hour ago was as stiff as iron pointed to the ceiling. Not that it is well endowed, I have 17.5 cm of stick, but very thick. Since it was the first time that Cristina saw a live one must have been frightened and wondered if it would fit inside her little bucket without causing pain. I tried to calm her by embracing and kissing her neck, while my hands struggled to get rid of the skirt and panties and let the waist down. When I saw that little, hairy, protruding cheek at the level of my mouth, my instinct spoke louder, and then for the first time that girl felt the mouth of a male in her little, unexplored cave, and I for the first time felt the smell and taste of a wet, thirsty cheek about to be bloomed by a very thick stick. Cristina was shocked when my tongue opened its way through her big and small lips desperately looking for her little cricket to be licked, bitten, savored. Cris stood in front of me with her open legs fondled my caresses clutched tightly in my head and with her eyes closed really enjoyed for the first time in my mouth that also for the first time tasted the first fun of my princess. Gradually Cristina was relaxing so I stripped off her T-shirt and had now in my bed that delight for the little one as she came into the world just for me. Before starting a new sex session, I lay down next to my princess, took her little hand and brought it to my stick and she held it tightly and threatened a light hand job. In silence we made love to each other. I gently bit the nipples of her little breasts while my fingers incessantly explored her little mouth until I reached the hymen which in a short time would go out into space transforming that girl into a woman and a boy into a man. If my father finds out, he'll kill us! Besides, your father will only find out if you tell! - It's just that I'm scared! You're not enjoying it? - I'm loving it, but I'm afraid you'll hurt me, your dick is too thick! I'm afraid my parents will find out and take me away from home. - My biggest fear is what my father might do to you if this happens! - Cris, as for hurting you, even though it's my first time, I'll do it with all the love in the world so you can have fun. "As for you getting pregnant, I'll be careful not to make fun of you inside, and if your parents find out and you're kicked out of the house, you'll come live with me and we'll be happy forever", he said, smiling at her. - You fool, my father will kill you if that happens. I'm not afraid of him. I said this and jumped over her biting her little neck down to her nipples, sucking and biting her nipples hour after hour after hour, Cristina relaxed moaning and caressing me as I walked through her little body until I reached her little mouth again. My tongue penetrated deep into her little throat until I reached her little mouth, before long my little girl twisted and her body began to tremble and this time Cristina toasted me with her delicious nectar that I tasted to the last drop. After Cristina made fun of my mouth, I lay down next to her and instinctively, she took my dick and began to smooth it slowly. Looking at it, she bent down and began to suck her head half awkwardly, because it barely fit in her mouthpiece, and slowly she got it right and was driving me crazy when I put a good part of my dick in the mouthpiece and sucked hard. She didn't even have time to warn her and I filled her mouthpiece with shit. Cristina, not waiting, swallowed a good part and spit the rest on the floor. I didn't even know it was that big! Cristina kept smoothing my dick and before long I was at bullet point again. When I went up to Cristina and put myself in the middle of her legs, I felt a certain fear stamped on her little face, so I glued my lips to hers while I put the head of my dick in the entrance of her mouthpiece and I was forcing her to go in. Then I felt the resistance of her cock blocking the passage. Cristina twisted her body and grabbed me with a very apprehensive force. I asked her to relax, and because her mouthpiece was quite lubricated, I went putting and pulling my dick slowly until it came to rest and her hymen. After realizing that my cat was much looser, with my lips still on her I let go of my body and we heard a noise of something bursting and my dick went to the bottom of her mouthpiece. When Cristina lost her little cub, I felt a slight bite on my lips and a groan, the groan of someone who at that moment had ceased to be a girl and had become a woman. As soon as I felt my dick at the bottom of her little tub, I waited a little while for her to get used to the new invader and gradually I made a slight movement of in and out. Cristina now much more relaxed with her hips helped me in the rhythm that she thought best, and in a short time she was taking my dick almost all out and putting it back in. In a few minutes we seemed to have been having sex for a long time. The sound of our bodies meeting could be heard from far away. It hurts but it's very good, keep going, don't stop!!!!! -I'm going to gozzzzaaarrrrr!!!! Do not stop!!!! Uuuuiiii!!! I felt his little body shake, meandering, twisting, throwing me up and falling into bed again right when I couldn't stand it anymore and I poured all the shit I had in my bag into the bottom of his little bucket flooding it without giving him time to take my stick out and mock his belly as we had agreed. I fell on top of Cristina and we stayed glued until my stick softened and came out little by little from inside her all the fucking molasses mixed with a lot of blood from her little head. We continued to meet in hiding until one day Cristina came to me desperate, crying saying that she was pregnant, of course it was a shock for me too, but I calmed her saying that I would never abandon her. Her father's reaction when we told her, as expected, was to kick her out of the house even with her mother begging her husband to take over and accept our relationship. Because we lived next to the family, my uncle said that we couldn't stay there for fear of what Cristina's father might do to me, because the old man turned into the devil when he drank, and since he had threatened to kill me, I also thought it best not to give chance to bad luck. I told what had happened to my boss Mr. Barbosa, he kindly offered a small house that was at the back of the shed where we packed rice and that served as a deposit. It was a half-water with three small pieces, but after painting and a good cleaning became our first home. His Barbosa made an advance and we were able to simply furnish our house. Part two When I took Cristina to the new house, I noticed the look of desire and greed of the old man on her. His Barbosa was a gentleman of almost 60 years, 1.85 meters, half-bald, hairy body, thick mustache, a belly a little bulging and a little shy, only let go more when he drank a little. Perhaps because of his rustic type, he did not have much success with women. I didn't really care, because his Barbosa was an excellent person, he had been a widower for ten years and since then he had never found another woman. It was natural that seeing the delight that was Cristina, young with an innocent air, parading with her miniskirts, with her tight shorts where she showed all the protrusion of her little face and the pulp of her little bundle, stirred the old man's libido. Even I saw all that, sometimes I gave any excuse and ran home to relieve the craving in that delicious little body. Once I went to make a delivery and when I arrived I saw his Barbosa leaning against the wall looking through the window glass squeezing his dick over his pants. Without him seeing me, I went out again and walked around the garage. Since the door was open, I could see my wife in the tank washing clothes. As she rubbed some pieces, her skirt lifted and showed a white panties tucked into her reins, leaving a beautiful view of her bundle and the volume of her little mouth. That instead of causing me anger, on the contrary excited me very much. I went back to the shed without making any noise and his Barbosa was still where he was only now with his stick out he was playing a punch slowly. The cock of his Barbosa although a little thinner than mine, was much larger. I even thought about giving a stop to that, but it was going to be very embarrassing for the old man who made no effort to help me at the time I needed it most, so I kept watching until he writhed all over and gushed a huge amount of shit from the head of that prankster. Silently I left there, gave a while and came back making noise so that he would notice my presence. The sight of his Barbosa masturbating, staring at my wife's little bundle, couldn't get out of my head. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't forget that giant stick, that huge bag hanging between his legs, and those big bumps that poured from the head of his dick. It moved me so much, that no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get rid of those images that were hidden in my subconscious. That night I didn't give my kitten a break. I spent the whole night fucking her pussy. I made fun of her three times without taking it out. My God, what a breath of love! What happened? My wife said. - You haven't seen anything yet, look how he is again. I took his little hand and brought it to my dick. Then Cristina smoothed a little and then took it into her mouthpiece and started another delicious lollipop. To slow down the fun, I took my dick out of her mouthpiece, turned it belly down, started biting her bundle and stuck my tongue in her ass, which because it was too tight and my dick was too thick had tried several times to eat it, but as I saw her suffering, even dying of will and desire, I ended up giving up, but that night I had to try again. - Honey, you know I can't do it in the kitchen, it hurts too much, your dick is too big! - There's love, let's try one more time, who knows today you can! When you've got your fingers in it, it's nice, but when you try to stick your dick in it, it's awful. - If you think it's fake try to give your ass a break and you'll see what's good for coughing pepper in the ass of others is cool isn't it you little bastard? - What's that, love? - You don't like it when I fuck your cousin with my fingers? - It's delicious, well your dick could be a little thinner than I think I could manage. That's too good. I promise I'll stop if it hurts. You have to swear that when you ask ok? - It's good love, I swear. My wife put two pillows in her stomach and lay on them, pulling her little bundle for me. My tongue forced her little hole, while my saliva soaked my fingers well to go into that narrow channel trying to leave it well relaxed to open a passage for my cock. Before trying to break into that kitchen, I took a water-based lubricant that I had bought for that moment, and licked well. I managed to stick three fingers inside and I was for a long time turning so that my wife could get used to it and could relax as much as possible to endure the defloration of her ass. - Does it hurt, love? It's burning a little, but it's bearable. - Are you ready? If you don't, I'll never let you play in my ass again, okay? Every time you asked me to stop, I stopped. When I stuck the head of my stick up her asshole, she instinctively held her body together by squeezing her little hole. Take it easy, sweetheart. - It's easy to talk to relax, it's not you who's here in my place! I pushed the end of my stick into his little ring and I pushed, and as I pushed, my wife tried to run forwards, and I followed her movement, and when I was about to pass her head, she said, shouting: - Stop for the love of God!!! Aaaaiii!!!! Your dick is tearing me!!!!UUiiii!!!, it hurts so much, I won't be able to!!!! It's too grooossoooo!! Aaaaiiii!!!! Seeing the pain stamped on her face once again I had to stop, and settle for another unsuccessful attempt to eat her ass. As she hadn't enjoyed it, I lifted her little legs over my shoulder and squeezed everything at once into her little mouth, my wife took a long breath and in that going back and forth she ended up laughing with me. Her little mouth was gushing shit all over so full it was. I don't know if it was my impression, but I think I heard footsteps in the corridor and as the dogs didn't bark, it could only be your Barbosa spying on us, because the house was made of wood and had a lot of frosts and besides, we always had sex with the light of the room's lamp. I think that the day I caught his Barbosa masturbating while watching my wife doing laundry, he must have noticed my presence, for I noticed a great change in the way he acted and talked to me. I found him much bolder from that day on and did not miss a chance to praise my wife when we were together. One time I was in the bathroom urinating when your Barbosa sat down next to me and pulled his half-bombed cock out and stared at me from the corner of his eye. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't take his eyes off that huge cock. As soon as he finished his Barbosa turned to me and smilingly rocked his cock, kept it and left with a smile on his face. The other day we were packing and weighing rice, and chatter and chatter came, his Barbosa said that he hadn't had sex for a long time and was crazy to relieve himself. He said that I was a lucky guy to have a beautiful, hot wife, and that in a short time he was going to give me a son, it was true Cristina's belly was already starting to appear. His Barbosa said that as soon as his wife died he got a married friend who liked men too. He asked about what I thought and I said that I had nothing against it was their problem. He asked if in my childhood I had ever played with other boys and said that only with a cousin who lived near home, but after we moved from the city never again. I noticed that as we were talking, a huge volume formed in your Barbosa's pants, and for a moment I remembered my wife's words when she said to me, If you think I'm faking, try giving your ass a break to see what's good for coughing! His Barbosa, seeing that I didn't take my eye off the volume of his trousers, came behind me and shamelessly rubbed his dick on my ass, I was motionless with that attitude, and I think he thought I was liking it and shrouded me at once taking my ass against his dick. I tried to get out anyway, but his Barbosa asked me to calm down and swore that it would stay between me and him only. At first I glimmered, but when your Barbosa pulled his stick out and said, - Take it a little, I know you'll like it! I was a child when I did it with my cousin, today I'm a married man, soon I'll be a father! Your Barbosa seeing my resistance took my hand and carried it on his stick. When I felt the warmth of that spoke in my hand, I squeezed and began to smooth it slowly starting a fist, Do you think I didn't see you sneaking around corners the day you were blowing off steam staring at your wife's laundry bag? I wanted to say something, but before I could utter a word, his Barbosa stuck the tip of his dick in my mouth and forced me to swallow it all, but it was impossible to wrap that chest in my mouth. Not that it was thick, but it was huge. I knelt in front of his Barbosa and he fucked my mouth like he was fucking a bouquet. When his dick hit my throat I suffered from the urge to vomit and he quickly took it out and put it back in. My saliva ran down that huge dick and wet my shirt. Do you think your wife sucks better than you? Who knows? I still can't feel that little mouth on my dick while I'm making fun of my tongue in that little stew. - You think I don't know that she wears those whore dresses just to provoke me? The old man's quotes only made me more and more horny, so I felt his Barbosa's hands on my head force me against his stick and pour several blows of fucking into my throat. Desperate I swallowed what I could and the rest I threw out along with the vomit washing his pants, because the damned before mocking stuck his dick all coming to the bottom of my throat. On this day your Barbosa tried to eat my ass, but I didn't let him, because I was angry that he had fucked me by making me vomit in his pussy. On this damned day of life, sorry for having sucked the boss' cock I went home and did not return to work. My wife was surprised that I took the afternoon off told her that I was not feeling well. Your Barbosa understanding that I had exaggerated did not call me to help him that afternoon. I swear that I had enjoyed sucking his cock, if he hadn't fucked me, no doubt he would have let me fuck my ass. The next day the mood between us was somewhat charged, I couldn't look your Barbosa in the eye. When he asked me for something, I made my head down and went out avoiding to be near him. With the experience acquired throughout his life, his Barbosa let flow until my anger passed. Gradually he approached and embracing me from behind he apologized for what happened. He said that it would never happen again. He said that the desire was so strong that he did not think about the consequences that his insane act could bring me. He said that for a long time no one had given him so much pleasure as yesterday, and he could not control his impulses while enjoying himself in my mouth. I told him it was all right as long as he didn't do it again. As he hugged me, I could feel his super-hard dick scratching and squeezing into my groin. His Barbosa was covering me and rubbing his dick on my butt and I was getting more and more into it and helping him roll slowly. I couldn't take it anymore, so I put my hand behind me, opened the zipper and squeezed that giant bowl and started a light punch right above the panties. From where we were, it looked like my wife was leaving the house with a huge bag of laundry to take to the laundry room, and in front of the tank she started to separate the pieces that were being washed together. Since we didn't have a washing machine yet, it had to be in the same tank. Your Barbosa was right when he said that my wife liked to provoke his libido when she wore her very short skirts and kept showing her little bundle while she rubbed the clothes in the tank. The windows were mirrored and dark, there was no way my wife even suspected that we were spying less than three meters away, or did she know and pretend not to notice! Where we were, we clearly saw her little bundle with a tiny panties stuck in her reins leaving a beautiful view of her little pocket as some deliberate movements or not, left parts of the big lips uncovered. Now imagine the scene, my wife in front of us arching over the tank with her little bundle practically on the outside where you could see all the protrusion of her little butt, her Barbosa behind me rubbing her dick on my ass as she slowly played a little fist for him, could only end in mischief. Both my dick and your Barbosa's had reached the maximum degree of rigidity. To prevent any unwelcome customer from entering, his Barbosa ran to the entrance gate, locked the chain and came running to where we were. He quickly lowered his trousers releasing his giant cock with a large bag hiding two huge hanging balls. His Barbosa turned me in front of him leaving me on the shore for my wife and said: - Suck my dick, please! I swear I won't fuck you!!!! Slightly annoyed at not being able to see my little wife with the little bundle outside, I picked up that pocket and stood for a while smoothing and admiring that phallus and began sucking with pleasure trying to sip that salty, viscous liquid coming out of the hole in that little head. Barely able to wrap that thorax in my mouth, I held it with both hands and sucked with relish that pink mushroom-shaped head while trying to swallow as much as I could, one hand poking that huge stick full of veins and with the other hand caressing its sac alternating light bites on each grain of that ogre trying to give it the maximum pleasure. Your Barbosa was delirious while sucking his dick and my wife was rolling around in the tank in front of us showing off a lot of her little fortune. - Goddamn it, how you suck! - I still want to feel your wife's little mouth on my dick to see who sucks better! - You let your little whore suck my dick, do you? - Will you let me suck on her pussy? - Let me make your little whore moan on my dick? Instead of getting jealous I got more and more excited by the words of his Barbosa. I was already beginning to feel cramps in my mouth from so much sucking that huge chest so I took the stick of the old man's mouth, looked into his eyes and said; My mouth is already hurting! - Let me know when you're joking, please! - Don't fuck with me again! - Calm down, today I want to make fun of your ass, imagining that I'm making fun of your little wife's ass! - You won't deny me this pleasure will you? If you promise to take it slow, I'll let you, but you'll have to be patient, because it's my first time with an adult and your dick is huge! Trust me, you and your little wife are gonna be begging me to shove it all up your ass, you'll see. His Barbosa picked up some bags of rice left at my waist and put them in front of the window so that I could stare at them with my face almost glued to the glass. From the position I was in I could clearly see my wife washing clothes a few feet away from me while my ass would be busted by his fucking Barbosa. He put his hand through my chest, grabbed my shirt and pulled it out quickly, and I remained completely paralyzed, then he pulled down my bermuda, he put one of my legs on some boxes, pulled my underwear to the side, opened my buttocks, lowered my body slightly, and put his tongue in the opening of my ass. That delicious feeling reminded me of how my wife felt when I was giving her ass a treat, I was just wondering if I could stand the boss' cock in my ass, it's really huge. If I could stand the cock of his Barbosa, I would find a way to flatten my wife's ass, because I was always crazy about her butt, the only thing that was missing was someone with a thinner stick break a few forearms and make her joke with a stick in the little butt so she knew how good it was and then yes, with the dilated cock could bear the thickness of my cock. Your Barbosa, thinking he was ready, spat on my ass and then I felt the head of his dick leaning against my little ring. I felt a delicious sensation until that jerk was pushing to enter my half-virgin ass, because I had only given as a child. When his Barbosa began to punch me inside, it hurt very much and I protested. He took out the stick and spoke so that I would stand on all fours, leaning on the rice bags, then he spit hitting my Rêgo full again. He tucked the head of his member in the saliva entrance and patiently began the penetration. This time he slowly went in slowly, until I felt his stick in the bottom of my stomach and his bag hit my thighs. It was very painful and I asked to go slowly. I felt as if there was a hot iron inside me. I groaned softly so that my wife would not hear, my body trembled like a green stick. Her Barbosa took off slowly but buried with some violence. I felt an affliction and then gradually I realized that my body seemed to be in accordance with this situation, I felt strange, and amid the touches that massaged my prostate I ended up reaching for joy without even getting close to my stick. His Barbosa realizing that he had mocked said: - You're messing with my dick in your ass, aren't you, you little bitch? It's delicious now! - Soon it will be your little whore who will moan on my roll! - You're gonna leave me in your little wife's asshole? - I promise I'll let you see your little whore with a stick up her ass! - You want to see your little wife make fun of my pussy, do you? It's indescribable the feeling of having your ass curled up by a giant stick while you see in front of you your wife with the bundle out without her even realizing what's going on a few feet away from her. I did not restrain myself and ended up groaning a little louder while he licked the rice bags in front of me. His Barbosa was happy to see me laughing, after all now he could not say that I had not enjoyed. With the spasms I ended up forcing my ass by biting his Barbosa's stick. He went crazy, gave me a fucking slap on the ass and said that it was all a delight. Then he laughed inside me like a horse. Continue... Part three After I let his Barbosa eat my ass, I felt that it would be difficult not to give it to him again. Always at the end of the file he insisted that I make a blowjob and at least twice a week I moaned with his cock in my ass, but he always charged me when I could eat my wife. Several times I tried to talk to my wife about it, but at the hour h I lacked courage. So I gave free pass to his Barbosa to court her, but without her knowing that she had my support. I made my boss swear that she would never know the truth and he always told me what was going on. Once I was at home drinking water and my wife was in the back of the house spreading her clothes. His Barbosa pretending not to see her, took his stick out urinated, jerked and only after keeping it pretended surprised by her being there. While his Barbosa urinated Cristina remained incredulous without taking her eyes off his stick, seemed not to believe in the audacity of that old man, but by the way he liked what he saw. Another time when my wife was washing clothes, his Barbosa called me near the window and asked me to make a pacifier, when he was with the hard stick he came out with his cock almost piercing his social pants and brazenly said something in his ear showing her the volume in his pants, I thought my wife was going to make a scandal, but she simply stared at him with a slutty face and asked him to create shame on his face and find a whore to relieve him, not give up on a married woman. His Barbosa before leaving her near gave a way to rub his jeba in my wife's Budina who pushed him and entered the house with a mad face. On this day I thought that my wife would tell me that her Barbosa was hitting on her, but I think that wanting to preserve me she decided to make a way in that situation alone, because she knew that if I lost my job and my house, how would we survive? I always told her that now we only had her Barbosa, because we could not count on either her family or my uncle. Knowing that he would not succeed with the method he was using, your Barbosa decided to change his tactics to get to eat my wife. I almost regretted when I gave him a free pass to try everything as long as there was no aggression and it was with her consent. To ensure that your Barbosa did not go beyond the limits I told him that I had to be present when he tried again. One Monday morning your Barbosa calls me at the window and there was Cristina with a bunch of laundry to do and as always with a short jeans skirt. Your Barbosa says that today would be the day to break into my wife's kitchen. He sent me to tell her that I was going to do some deliveries in a neighboring city and that I would return only at the end of the day, of course it was all a lie. I went to my house, changed my clothes, drank coffee and said goodbye to my wife with kisses on the lips. She went with me to the truck, because it was a trunk you couldn't tell it was not even loaded. I kissed her again and went out, turned the corner and left the truck in the workshop for a review and came back. Knowing what was happening I hurried through the chain door so that we wouldn't have surprises and silence between us. His Barbosa as soon as he saw me blinked an eye I made a positive sign with his head and he went to meet my wife. The damned man was already sticking hard again and in the biggest stick face hugged my wife by the rear and brought her to his meeting forcing his stick in her bundle. My wife got scared and tried to disengage, but the more he struggled the more his Barbosa fit his stick in that bundle. My wife, seeing that there was no way out of that situation, said out loud: If Carlos catches us like this, he'll kill us both! - Calm down, sweetheart, your husband won't be back until tonight! - Stop it you old freak, I never gave you any leads to act like this with me! You think I don't know you're washing clothes in those short sleeves just to show me your little bundle, don't you? - You're the kind of girl who likes to mess with other people's libido and then play the saint for her husband, aren't you, your little whore? Look how you left me, taking my wife's little hand and leading her to your cock. Cristina tried to take her little hand away, but her Barbosa wouldn't let go. Today you won't escape me, you little whore! Leave me alone, you old bastard, if my father finds out he'll kill you, you son of a bitch! Your Barbosa was already with one of his hands inside my wife's panties and his fingers struggled to get into his little mouth while Cristina closed her legs trying to stop him. Seeing that scene instead of getting angry about it, I got more and more horny seeing my wife trying to get rid of that huge man, she looked more like a helpless child in the hands of a giant. His Barbosa acting angry said aloud: - Listen here girl, if I'm teasing you is why you searched, lives walking in minimal costumes showing your tits, your bundle just to provoke then you're making it difficult isn't it? If you don't want to give me everything alright! I'll let you go and if you want to speak for your husband you can speak, but know that in every action there will be a reaction. The company as your husband knows, is going through a difficult phase and I will have to cut some employees, to tell the truth I was not thinking of Carlos and yes some sellers, but as it will be an embarrassing situation between us it's better that you are. For the first time I saw my wife weaken before your Barbosa - But... but... please your Barbosa that's not, it's not fair, Carlos gives a hard damage and you want to fire us, that's a dirty game! I was left with a penny of my wife watching her with her teary eyes defending me with nails and teeth before her executioner. If you cooperate, none of this will happen, and besides not firing your husband, I'll give the couple a bonus. - And for that to happen, I'll have to cater to your every whim. - Sweetheart, I guarantee it won't even be a sacrifice on your part, because I'll make you laugh like no grown-ups in my role. - What will I have to do? - Start by sucking my dick, then I want to fuck that delicious little mouth of yours, and then I want to have a great time on your tight little ass. - Not my ass, no way, not even my husband could eat! - Darling, I don't think you're in a position to deny me anything, either the way I want it or nothing done. Look, you disgusting old man, I'm gonna try, but if I can't, I'm gonna make such a big fuss that all the neighbors will know what's going on here. Unless you want to do it again, it'll be the last time I look for you. My wife then opened her little legs to let her Barbosa's fingers explore the inside of her pussy. Her sighs and her closed little eyes made it clear that it really wasn't being any sacrifice to subdue her Barbosa's ailments. Gradually your Barbosa got rid of the little T-shirt my wife was wearing, exposing her tough little breasts with their beaks stiff and shivering from your caresses. Your Barbosa took off my wife's panties and left her alone with the skinny jeans. Then he lifted her by the legs and placed her seated on the edge of the table that was next to the tank, opened her little legs and stood for a long time admiring her little girl's still with little hair, seeming not to be believing that all that would be yours at least for a few moments. Hypnotized by my wife's little kiss, his Barbosa knelt in front of her, opened her legs wide and literally stuck his tongue as deep as he could into that little kiss that until now would have been mine only. At that moment, I could already hear his first groans that no matter how hard he tried to drown, his tongue trying to wet his lips and a slight trembling in his body, reported his first mockery in the mouth of that robust and rustic man-eater. When your Barbosa stood up, the expression on my wife's face was that of a woman who had just mocked several times in the mouth of her new male. Your Barbosa brought my wife down from the table, leaning over her and facing me, who was already in the second hand. Now it was my wife's turn to squat in front of his Barbosa, unzip his pants and pull his dick out, I think she felt a certain relief that his dick wasn't as thick as mine, because she wouldn't get out of that situation without giving that old freak his ass. My wife would sometimes suffocate when her Barbosa would force his cock down her throat, and I knew exactly what she was going through, because I would throw up with a rush of it, but she was taking it literally, because she loves to suck a cock. I saw several times my wife take her Barbosa's cock out of her mouth and get sucking her huge balls, and then she would go back to paying attention to her head until she tried to swallow the maximum again. His closed-eyed Barbosa enjoyed that moment to the fullest, perhaps comparing my performance with that of my wife. After a while he says something to my wife and she gets up. Then he takes my wife and sits her down with her legs open and before he starts sucking his little pussy he looks out the window and gives a naughty laugh meaning look at his little wife all excited for me. He sat for a while sticking his fingers in his little pussy and looking at me put his fingers in his mouth and sucked just to provoke me. By this time I had already made fun for the second time just by smoothing my dick. My wife's tantrum was loving it, because several times I saw her little body tremble and she would press her Barbosa's head against her little mouthpiece every time she made fun of him. He was agonizing so that his Barbosa would immediately roll up my wife's little mouthpiece. He was crazy to see her reaction when his little mouthpiece was filled by that huge stick. I think his Barbosa read my mind, because he stood up, sucked both of my wife's little breasts and brushed his dick into the back of his little mouthpiece and slowly pushed it in. My wife must have felt when that stick leaned against her uterus, for she rolled her eyes and became a little apprehensive, but when her Barbosa began a slow sway she became more at ease and was already participating in the strokes by accompanying him in his movements. Although my cock is much thicker than his Barbosa's his was almost five centimeters longer, that certainly makes some difference to women. His Barbosa was punishing my wife's little mouth, for from where he stood he could already hear the sound of their bodies meeting, my wife moaned, shook her head, stuck her nails into the hairy coast of her Barbosa, but stood there firm and strong receiving all the pleasure that that gentleman was giving her. It's amazing the ability of women to adapt so quickly to wrap in their little mouths the various sizes and thicknesses of cock. My wife looked like a child in front of that big man, but she was noticing right away that giant who poured sweat from each of his glands, I even feared that the old man would get bored. His Barbosa after about twenty minutes punishing my wife's little mouthpiece, slowed down, pulled his stick out of it, that still rigid member came out dripping the size of the degree of lubrication of my wife's little mouthpiece that he had enjoyed countless times on that stick. The old man knelt again in front of my wife, opened his little legs and fell to his mouth sucking hallucinatingly his little mouthpiece, every now and then he looked at the window and smiled again. I saw when his Barbosa got up he put his stick in the entrance of my wife's little mouthpiece and choked everything at once taking a sigh from her. Before she said anything, he with his stick still stuck in his little mouthpiece lifted up and my wife crossed his legs on his waist that led to our stick. I ran as fast as I could so I wouldn't miss anything that was about to happen, and when I got to the window of the house, my wife was on all fours in bed with her little bundle all ripped up and her Barbosa was trying to stick her tongue up her asshole. It was wet enough and then she'd stick one, two and in no time my wife had three fingers up her asshole, who was all apprehensive for fear of not being able to hold on to her Barbosa's stick. If I could participate, I'm sure I'd be comforting my wife by saying that she'd take it literally, because countless times I'd made fun of that stick up my ass. My wife was with her head wedged in the pillow when her Barbosa leaned his stick head into the entrance of his ass, I heard my wife say: For God's sake, don't hurt me, Carlos never got to put it in my ass because it's too big. - Relax I won't hurt you, trust me princess, you'll still beg me to eat your ass, you'll see! "Then pass some more lubricant", my wife said, handing him the tube of gel she'd bought to deflower her ass and hadn't succeeded. His Barbosa put a good amount on his fingers and stuck it in his ass making circular movements so that his channel expanded, immediately afterwards, he licked his dick well and was putting pressure on his ass until it expanded and passed his head. My wife was a little tense, but with patience and wisdom his Barbosa was gradually shoving his dick until his balls hit my wife's little mouth, I think the head of the old man's dick was almost in my wife's mouth, because she got so small of four in front of that giant ogre. Your Barbosa grabbed her little hand and took it back, she wasn't believing it was just the balls out, I guess my wife didn't suffer as much as I did for wrapping your Barbosa's stick up her ass. His Barbosa was taking out his stick slowly and stuffing it all in again, repeated several times the pull and put until my wife picked up confidence and began to push her bundle back increasing the pace of the shuttle. - What delicious ass girl, are you liking it dear? - Now yes, keep going I'm loving it! - Moan at the old man's dick, whore whine, didn't I say I'd like it? You're the first to eat my ass, it's delicious. Again, I wet the wall with my fist, watching my wife with a giant stick stuck up her ass, and the worst part is knowing that I knew exactly what she was feeling. - Have fun, you Barbosa my ass is burning have fun!!! Your Barbosa continued to punish my wife's ass who was already moaning much louder. I can't take it anymore for the love of God enjoy it now!!! Fill my fucking ass!!!! I can't take it anymore!!!! UUUuuuiiii!!!! Your Barbosa grabbed my wife's waistband with tremendous force and roared like a lion at the same time that he filled my little wife's intestines with fucking. After having enjoyed his Barbosa fell on top of my wife and soon settled down with his mast still stuck in her ass. It only came out fully when it softened. I was crazy to see the damage it had caused in her ass. When my wife got up to go to the bathroom I could see that she had a lot of shit running down her legs. When we heard the noise of the shower turning on, your Barbosa comes to the window and shows his dick all molasses and with a little feces on his head. While they were showering, I ran outside, passed by the workshop, took the truck. To kill time I stopped at a snack bar at a gas station, ordered a beer and stayed until it was time to go home. Around 6 pm I parked the truck in the garage, your Barbosa was smiling from ear to ear praising my wife's performance. When I got home, my wife hugged me all happy, but I could see a look of concern on her face, maybe feeling guilty for what had happened that day. I wanted to tell her that I knew everything and that she had my full approval, but youth and lack of experience in life made me shut up and let it happen naturally. Needless to say how much improved the relationship with my wife in relation to sex, that same night I was able to put my whole dick in her ass. Today it is very difficult a transaction of ours that does not roll anal sex, she gave addicted her ass to me and her Barbosa, of course with my consent. As time went on, I graduated in management and the company began to grow rapidly and soon I became a partner. His Barbosa, already in advanced age and with diabetes in critical condition, preferred to sell me his share in the company for a good price and move to the coast of Santa Catarina with his relatives. Today our brand is very well known and is in almost all large and small supermarket chains throughout Brazil, but behind all this success, there is a trajectory of joys and adventures that little by little I will tell the readers of the couple's stories:aventura.ctba. If you like the story, vote, comment. If you don't like it, criticize, contact us.