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Believe it or not, stories of my life.
My name is Ana Carolina, I'm a nurse, 40 and my husband 42 years old, married 15 years. Always tried not to let my marriage fall into the routine, if you are married know what I am talking about, it is very difficult to achieve. As soon as we got married talked much with my husband on this subject, and said that our life would be made of emotions, and one second lies could end an eternity of truths. To prevent this from happening, we had a moment in bed that was called "believe if you want", it was as follows: We covered ourselves with very large sheet, the largest one I have at home, underneath the sheets worth everything, just could not cut each other, which means he had to let him talk what they wanted, could speak all subjects: what was meant; fantasies, songs, dreams, truths, lies etc., It was a very special time, I can even say wonderful because we freed up completely talking things normally couples don't talk about, including secrets of very intimate For example, my husband told me about the "swaps" he did as a child; that he saw his mother having sex with her father through the keyhole. He had already been engaged to be married and had five girlfriends and many lovers. But I didn't leave him because he had a big dick; that my second boyfriend made fun of me in my mouth, and that my third boyfriend had a small dick. And so I let my cousin lose his virginity. I told all my sleepovers, everything to the smallest detail. And I told my biggest secret, which hadn't been shared with anyone, nobody at all. It was like this: (STORY #1) In my last year of college, I had a boyfriend (the room in my life), lived in an inner city of São Paulo, and rented out an apartment with a colleague from university. This one was very studious, well-behaved, and didn't have any girlfriend. We agreed that when I would be staying in the apartment with my fiancé I would turn the key twice so she wouldn't come inside - it was our code. This colleague of mine had a friend who was doing her residency in medical school, and she invited this friend to teach us a subject that we were having difficulty with; it was on Friday, so we'd be studying the whole weekend for Monday's test. On Saturday at two o'clock in the morning, we were tired of studying so I went to take a shower and opened up my bathroom door. Our friend was naked when she came into the bathroom because I had left the door closed. The toilet didn't have any separation between the sink and the shower; she saw me nude and started praising me saying that I looked very beautiful (I am actually good-looking but not quite as pretty). In the apartment there were two beds, a double one that I slept in and a single one for my co-worker. I told her to sleep on the singles' bed. I went to my own bed but then she came into the room asking if we could have our twin because I was afraid of sleeping alone (I got some stuffed food) but I was so tired, didn't think twice about it and let her sleep with me. She just pulled my panties from the side, which was loose and had her tongue inside...I asked her to stop even I pushed but she insisted and it was already with its tongue right at "G" point on top of clitoris. Then there wasn't any way, so I let her suck, took a finger and put in my kitchen being sucked and with his fingertip there, didn't take long and enjoyed, it was too much fun. I also put my finger in her "kitchen", and did the same thing, she made fun of me and shouted a few times. Then she lay on my shoulder and said that it had been wonderful. At last she wanted to do other things and kiss me on the mouth, but this was too much and at the time I didn't let go. On Sunday morning my friend arrived, asked if I had enjoyed the study found it strange to return early from the trip and I asked her whether she knew anything, she said yes and that she had invented the story of uncle's death just for a friend to be alone with me, and also was solved (woman who knows how to love another woman) and also already fucked her "friend". (History #2) After I revealed this secret to my husband, we started fantasizing about a threesome. But it couldn't be an enforced situation; you had to let it happen. Approximately one year later on a Saturday night, we went to a bar called Chaparral and he asked me if I would invite his friend who was sitting alone at the table in front of us. The strange thing is that after thinking for some time, I looked at her and thought she was pretty so I said yes. She came over to our table and began talking, very nice, liked telling jokes even erotic ones. We talked for more than an hour. The chat was wonderful, but Juce (her real name) asked if we could give her a ride. We bumped into each other and went to pick her up. When she was halfway across the road in front of one motel my husband said: "After we drop Juce off, let's come play for a while", pointing at the hotel. My husband and I went dancing, my husband started taking off all of my clothes without any hurry except for the panties and bra. I whispered in his ear that if he wanted to he could have sex with Juce. He took her out from the pool, they lay down on the bed, I got onto a couch and watched them do it through the mirror at the ceiling. He began sucking her "xana", we made 69, then put on CAMISINHA and had four-way sexual intercourse. It was an hour before she screamed, so I lifted up my head to see better, when I saw my husband putting his stick into her ass. After this he came to the sofa, took my hand and said that I was his great love. He hadn't made fun of me yet but wanted to make a joke with me instead of Juce. We went to bed and she lay down on the couch we did many poses i rode up onto the stool and gave him a very nice "pussy". My husband took her hand, she sat on the bed, he started kissing me and pulled Juce to his side. She also began kissing my husband, we exchanged a few kisses when suddenly both of us were with our tongues in his mouth. Without letting go of my tongue, she kissed me; it was the first kiss I ever gave to a woman. My husband came out from underneath the two of us. Juce started squeezing me, sucking put her legs inside mine, reached point "G", placed one finger into the kitchen, forcefully sucked him onto my lips. It's time for me to reciprocate the pleasure that she had given me. I started at the feet, went to thighs, got up to navel, sucked breasts, they were shivering, then went to mouth as he kissed nice (she told me in my ear that it was her first time). felt like she liked how I was doing, put his tongue on "xana", did not resist and laughed. The next day at home, under the sheet, my husband told me all about Juce. He had already slept with her a few years ago and met her again in line of Bank do Brasil, they went out, he asked if she could go on three dates. She said that she never did this but would accept to see how it was. "PORTANTO WAS ALL COMBINED BETWEEN MY HUSBAND AND THE JUCE AND I DIDN'T KNOW". A week later I asked him whether he might get together once more with Juce, he said it was dangerous, I understood what he meant, but we insisted and left one more time. We did everything differently, we went to a theater play and danced outside. The night ended in an amazing motel where we stayed until midday of the next day and had lunch together but never saw Juce again (wonderful woman). (History #3) After that my husband traveled to Amazonia for six months working at his company's branch office in Manaus Free Trade Zone; those 6 months would have been very hard to endure but using our imagination it was like this: My husband was staying in a five-star tropical hotel opposite Rio Negro. We agreed that he would call every two days, after midnight (reduced time) to be able to talk a lot since it could not be under our bedsheet we decided to make the section "CREED IF YOU WANT" from afar. I told him that a doctor at the hospital where I work had given me an earful; he was in danger, but I resisted temptation; I'd seen a patient with a huge penis (the biggest one I have ever seen) and other offers which only increased our erection. One Saturday night he called - we were watching "private cinema". One little finger wasn't satisfying I needed more, he said to use two fingers including the back.I told him that it was necessary for me to put my whole hand on, didn't work very well and then I had an idea...I looked in the bathroom and saw a bottle of hair conditioner (type shamphoo), should be about 18 cm long Almost the size of my husband, I said this, he spoke to wash and use as a consolation, replacing his stick, went upstairs, was super wet but still lubricated with soap, put it in the "xana" and tried to place on the "cuisine", it was thick only half; returned to the "Xana" and buried everything, placed one finger in the kitchen and enjoyed myself, my husband listening all moans and commanding everything, enjoyed at the same time. After 6 months he arrived from travel, we took out the delay and came back under our sheets. A month later, a package arrived in the mail -- my husband's surprise to me. It had three "consoles", one 18 centimeters long, one 20 and another with more than twenty double that was very thick; it also had a belt for holding the console around his waist, two halves of leather (one pink and one white), and my husband bought lots of CAMISINHAS and KY lubricant. We started using the toys on the same day. From then on our sex life took a different direction: sometimes he would tie me up and put the "console" out front, other times he'd shave off in front and place the "consol" behind him. I used it in every possible and imaginable position: standing, lying down, squatting on all fours, front to back. Until one day my husband wanted to put the eight-inch into my "kitchen". I told him that he wouldn't be satisfied; he said at least try putting his little head there. So I made a big deal out of this by telling him that pepper from other people's naked kitchens is refreshing, and if you are satisfied with eighteen centimeters, then I will satisfy twenty, so we had a bet - whoever does not have console should do what another person asks for, whatever order they want. First logically it was me, hurts like hell but with a lot of lubricant and affection from my husband I shortened everything. Then came the turn of my husband, he had sex behind only in "swap" that time as a child, the only thing I did every now and then was suck his kitchen and stick one finger. Well!!! I opened his ass with my hands, put the head of "console" at the entrance to the kitchen, looked in the mirror to see this unusual position and forced entry. He shouted, placed his head under the pillow, told him to relax (he was very tense)... poor guy ... then he saw what is good, buried his head, asked me to take it out, I said that since it's inside do not shoot any way. I stood still for a few seconds, and then started moving back and forth until everything went into... What delight!!! After a few minutes I pulled slowly, when it came out I saw that he was dirty with blood, had just taken my husband's virginity from the "kitchen". It was exciting. After this, he began to wear my underwear even wearing half-legged, and made my husband an almost perfect woman. Well!!! Surely you have more details, whoever wants to know, send an email acviveiros-spig@com.br which I promise to answer and tell everything, and in all honesty, as I do with my husband. BELIEVE YOU WANT TO BE...YOU CAN GUARANTE THAT IT IS TRUE. Sometimes I ask myself: why am I doing all this with my husband? Then I answer as a question: Which is better? to live intensely, without lies, falsehoods, hypocrisy, treachery etc., seeking the fulfillment of fantasies together with my man or looking for excitement outside home. The answer is within each one, I prefer truth always kisses to all readers who like erotic stories (ANA CAROLINA NOVEMBER 2002)
My name is Ana Carolina, I'm a nurse, 40 and my husband 42 years old, married 15 years. Always tried not to let my marriage fall into the routine, if you are married know what I am talking about, it is very difficult to achieve. As soon as we got married talked much with my husband on this subject, and said that our life would be made of emotions, and one second lies could end an eternity of truths. To prevent this from happening, we had a moment in bed that was called "believe if you want", it was as follows: We covered ourselves with very large sheet, the largest one I have at home, underneath the sheets worth everything, just could not cut each other, which means he had to let him talk what they wanted, could speak all subjects: what was meant; fantasies, songs, dreams, truths, lies etc., It was a very special time, I can even say wonderful because we freed up completely talking things normally couples don't talk about, including secrets of very intimate For example, my husband told me about the "swaps" he did as a child; that he saw his mother having sex with her father through the keyhole. He had already been engaged to be married and had five girlfriends and many lovers. But I didn't leave him because he had a big dick; that my second boyfriend made fun of me in my mouth, and that my third boyfriend had a small dick. And so I let my cousin lose his virginity. I told all my sleepovers, everything to the smallest detail. And I told my biggest secret, which hadn't been shared with anyone, nobody at all. It was like this: (STORY #1) In my last year of college, I had a boyfriend (the room in my life), lived in an inner city of São Paulo, and rented out an apartment with a colleague from university. This one was very studious, well-behaved, and didn't have any girlfriend. We agreed that when I would be staying in the apartment with my fiancé I would turn the key twice so she wouldn't come inside - it was our code. This colleague of mine had a friend who was doing her residency in medical school, and she invited this friend to teach us a subject that we were having difficulty with; it was on Friday, so we'd be studying the whole weekend for Monday's test. On Saturday at two o'clock in the morning, we were tired of studying so I went to take a shower and opened up my bathroom door. Our friend was naked when she came into the bathroom because I had left the door closed. The toilet didn't have any separation between the sink and the shower; she saw me nude and started praising me saying that I looked very beautiful (I am actually good-looking but not quite as pretty). In the apartment there were two beds, a double one that I slept in and a single one for my co-worker. I told her to sleep on the singles' bed. I went to my own bed but then she came into the room asking if we could have our twin because I was afraid of sleeping alone (I got some stuffed food) but I was so tired, didn't think twice about it and let her sleep with me. She just pulled my panties from the side, which was loose and had her tongue inside...I asked her to stop even I pushed but she insisted and it was already with its tongue right at "G" point on top of clitoris. Then there wasn't any way, so I let her suck, took a finger and put in my kitchen being sucked and with his fingertip there, didn't take long and enjoyed, it was too much fun. I also put my finger in her "kitchen", and did the same thing, she made fun of me and shouted a few times. Then she lay on my shoulder and said that it had been wonderful. At last she wanted to do other things and kiss me on the mouth, but this was too much and at the time I didn't let go. On Sunday morning my friend arrived, asked if I had enjoyed the study found it strange to return early from the trip and I asked her whether she knew anything, she said yes and that she had invented the story of uncle's death just for a friend to be alone with me, and also was solved (woman who knows how to love another woman) and also already fucked her "friend". (History #2) After I revealed this secret to my husband, we started fantasizing about a threesome. But it couldn't be an enforced situation; you had to let it happen. Approximately one year later on a Saturday night, we went to a bar called Chaparral and he asked me if I would invite his friend who was sitting alone at the table in front of us. The strange thing is that after thinking for some time, I looked at her and thought she was pretty so I said yes. She came over to our table and began talking, very nice, liked telling jokes even erotic ones. We talked for more than an hour. The chat was wonderful, but Juce (her real name) asked if we could give her a ride. We bumped into each other and went to pick her up. When she was halfway across the road in front of one motel my husband said: "After we drop Juce off, let's come play for a while", pointing at the hotel. My husband and I went dancing, my husband started taking off all of my clothes without any hurry except for the panties and bra. I whispered in his ear that if he wanted to he could have sex with Juce. He took her out from the pool, they lay down on the bed, I got onto a couch and watched them do it through the mirror at the ceiling. He began sucking her "xana", we made 69, then put on CAMISINHA and had four-way sexual intercourse. It was an hour before she screamed, so I lifted up my head to see better, when I saw my husband putting his stick into her ass. After this he came to the sofa, took my hand and said that I was his great love. He hadn't made fun of me yet but wanted to make a joke with me instead of Juce. We went to bed and she lay down on the couch we did many poses i rode up onto the stool and gave him a very nice "pussy". My husband took her hand, she sat on the bed, he started kissing me and pulled Juce to his side. She also began kissing my husband, we exchanged a few kisses when suddenly both of us were with our tongues in his mouth. Without letting go of my tongue, she kissed me; it was the first kiss I ever gave to a woman. My husband came out from underneath the two of us. Juce started squeezing me, sucking put her legs inside mine, reached point "G", placed one finger into the kitchen, forcefully sucked him onto my lips. It's time for me to reciprocate the pleasure that she had given me. I started at the feet, went to thighs, got up to navel, sucked breasts, they were shivering, then went to mouth as he kissed nice (she told me in my ear that it was her first time). felt like she liked how I was doing, put his tongue on "xana", did not resist and laughed. The next day at home, under the sheet, my husband told me all about Juce. He had already slept with her a few years ago and met her again in line of Bank do Brasil, they went out, he asked if she could go on three dates. She said that she never did this but would accept to see how it was. "PORTANTO WAS ALL COMBINED BETWEEN MY HUSBAND AND THE JUCE AND I DIDN'T KNOW". A week later I asked him whether he might get together once more with Juce, he said it was dangerous, I understood what he meant, but we insisted and left one more time. We did everything differently, we went to a theater play and danced outside. The night ended in an amazing motel where we stayed until midday of the next day and had lunch together but never saw Juce again (wonderful woman). (History #3) After that my husband traveled to Amazonia for six months working at his company's branch office in Manaus Free Trade Zone; those 6 months would have been very hard to endure but using our imagination it was like this: My husband was staying in a five-star tropical hotel opposite Rio Negro. We agreed that he would call every two days, after midnight (reduced time) to be able to talk a lot since it could not be under our bedsheet we decided to make the section "CREED IF YOU WANT" from afar. I told him that a doctor at the hospital where I work had given me an earful; he was in danger, but I resisted temptation; I'd seen a patient with a huge penis (the biggest one I have ever seen) and other offers which only increased our erection. One Saturday night he called - we were watching "private cinema". One little finger wasn't satisfying I needed more, he said to use two fingers including the back.I told him that it was necessary for me to put my whole hand on, didn't work very well and then I had an idea...I looked in the bathroom and saw a bottle of hair conditioner (type shamphoo), should be about 18 cm long Almost the size of my husband, I said this, he spoke to wash and use as a consolation, replacing his stick, went upstairs, was super wet but still lubricated with soap, put it in the "xana" and tried to place on the "cuisine", it was thick only half; returned to the "Xana" and buried everything, placed one finger in the kitchen and enjoyed myself, my husband listening all moans and commanding everything, enjoyed at the same time. After 6 months he arrived from travel, we took out the delay and came back under our sheets. A month later, a package arrived in the mail -- my husband's surprise to me. It had three "consoles", one 18 centimeters long, one 20 and another with more than twenty double that was very thick; it also had a belt for holding the console around his waist, two halves of leather (one pink and one white), and my husband bought lots of CAMISINHAS and KY lubricant. We started using the toys on the same day. From then on our sex life took a different direction: sometimes he would tie me up and put the "console" out front, other times he'd shave off in front and place the "consol" behind him. I used it in every possible and imaginable position: standing, lying down, squatting on all fours, front to back. Until one day my husband wanted to put the eight-inch into my "kitchen". I told him that he wouldn't be satisfied; he said at least try putting his little head there. So I made a big deal out of this by telling him that pepper from other people's naked kitchens is refreshing, and if you are satisfied with eighteen centimeters, then I will satisfy twenty, so we had a bet - whoever does not have console should do what another person asks for, whatever order they want. First logically it was me, hurts like hell but with a lot of lubricant and affection from my husband I shortened everything. Then came the turn of my husband, he had sex behind only in "swap" that time as a child, the only thing I did every now and then was suck his kitchen and stick one finger. Well!!! I opened his ass with my hands, put the head of "console" at the entrance to the kitchen, looked in the mirror to see this unusual position and forced entry. He shouted, placed his head under the pillow, told him to relax (he was very tense)... poor guy ... then he saw what is good, buried his head, asked me to take it out, I said that since it's inside do not shoot any way. I stood still for a few seconds, and then started moving back and forth until everything went into... What delight!!! After a few minutes I pulled slowly, when it came out I saw that he was dirty with blood, had just taken my husband's virginity from the "kitchen". It was exciting. After this, he began to wear my underwear even wearing half-legged, and made my husband an almost perfect woman. Well!!! Surely you have more details, whoever wants to know, send an email acviveiros-spig@com.br which I promise to answer and tell everything, and in all honesty, as I do with my husband. BELIEVE YOU WANT TO BE...YOU CAN GUARANTE THAT IT IS TRUE. Sometimes I ask myself: why am I doing all this with my husband? Then I answer as a question: Which is better? to live intensely, without lies, falsehoods, hypocrisy, treachery etc., seeking the fulfillment of fantasies together with my man or looking for excitement outside home. The answer is within each one, I prefer truth always kisses to all readers who like erotic stories (ANA CAROLINA NOVEMBER 2002)
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