The Court of First Instance

I've decided to tell you about an experience my husband and I had a few years ago when we were beginning our sexual frenzy. My husband at that time worked for a multinational company and was to attend a convention in Rio Grande do Sul (by the way, I am gaucha) where executives from several Brazilian states as well as other countries would be present. We saw this trip as a chance to put some of our fantasies into action, and since the company didn't allow executives to bring their wives or escorts with them we decided to call the hotel and see if they were taking reservations pretending that we had no idea about the convention. My husband was traveling on a company chartered plane Thursday night, so we went to the airport together and I boarded a commercial flight an hour before his. I arrived in Porto Alegre, took a taxi and drove to the hotel. It's so good to be back in the homeland! I didn't even remember how gaucho men are fucked up sexually. At the airport, I was so harassed that it made me horny. Of course by this time I had already given wings to my fantasies and through the airport lobby swirled provocatively with the real intention of attracting the eyes of all men who were there. I wore a white skirt and blouse set. The skirt was normal length it wasn't short, but had an enormous favorable zipper in front that opened from bottom up to waist height and obviously I had left open until a height which could let show off my thick and wonderful thighs. The tight blouse with a well-worn neckline allowed my breasts to be exposed. Obviously I wore sandals of very high heels tied at the ankles. To be honest there was an erection and no man who owed his mental faculties would let a beautiful blonde like me pass without eating her eyes. My husband, at the airport in São Paulo was so excited when I came back from the bathroom with his zipper much more open than he had left home that he immediately got an erection needing to disguise carrying his hand luggage in front of the body. I was escorted to my apartment on the third floor. It would be an hour or so before my husband arrived with all the other conventioners, unpacked my suitcase, drank a whiskey and ice cream, brushed up my makeup in bright red lipstick, and went down into the hotel bar downstairs by the reception desk. My arrival was accompanied by a lot of looks, because in the bar there were some guests and some executives who worked for Rio Grande do Sul state that had already arrived. I chose a very conspicuous spot because I wanted my husband to see me as soon as he arrived, so I sat cross-legged with my thighs exposed. I made my request and sat down to drink whiskey satisfied that any one of those men would love to have an affair with me, just as in my old bachelor days I could choose whoever I wanted. More and more people came, there were some women who also wore the company badge but they were very few in number compared to the amount of men on site. I got up and headed for the bathroom, intending only to attract the attention of those who had missed my trifling entrance into the environment and with a view to displaying myself evidently. I came right back and rolled over to my seat, crossed my legs provocatively, letting my skirt rise higher than necessary, allowing a glimpse of my panties for those who followed me with their gaze towards my table. I had already ordered another whiskey when my husband arrived and as our eyes met, I noticed that he was very eager to see me sitting like this with his thighs wide open drawing the gaze of most men who were just arriving. My husband went up to his apartment, so I waited a little bit longer and then got back into mine. Called him on the cell phone and dialed my room number. Quickly he went up to my floor and we embraced each other full of complicity and horny, and calling me a bitch kissed me deliciously passing his hands by my thighs touched on my panties that at this point was very wet. After this lovely cuddle both were already excited and it was necessary to move away because otherwise would have fun right there standing in the doorway apartment. It took some minutes for him to recover as its very hard pussy throbbed with desires for me. He went to change for the dinner that would be served shortly thereafter, we agreed to meet in the parlour but not stay together because we didn't want anyone to know we were married so as not to alienate admirers and future suitors. I decided to stay with the same outfit that I had been traveling in because it was sexy and accessible, just opted to take off my panties and tie up my hair leaving my neck and scalp exposed suggesting a desire for kisses and caresses. When I entered the saloon it was very crowded and the waiter accompanied me to a smaller, more private table near the bar. Needless to say, I attracted the eyes of every man and woman in attendance. It took a while for me to see my husband sitting at the table with three other men, and he looked at me in his eyes and made an approval gesture. I only went to the buffet set up in the middle of the restaurant when I saw that my husband and his entourage headed there. I started serving myself from the opposite side than was my husband, and obviously by bending down to serve me I exaggerated the movement with the purpose of making my breasts well show not just for him but also for other men. I'm sure he was enjoying very much watching my scenes of explicit displayism. I'm back at my desk with that floor of who knows what making a success and provoking the greed of the male wing. I quickly finished my dinner. After all, I hadn't traveled so far to eat and wanted other activities. I went to the terrace and it didn't take long for my husband to come meet me. We pretended we were getting acquainted at that moment (very exciting by the way this little joke) and then we returned together to the table he was occupying for a cup of coffee. He introduced me with another name to the three guys who were with him. I learned that each of them came from a different place, and after some initial introduction conversations I got up and said I needed to make some calls, then my husband hurriedly invited me over for drinks with him later on. I noticed that a tall blond, stubborn man who did not take his eyes off me and wanting to encourage him to come closer i smiled at him, he immediately accepted the invitation and approached and after initial conversations invited me for something in piano bar. It was much more cozy environment with less light so we sat in a very quiet place and soon he was all excited , held my hand, praised me and then hugged me kissed me on the mouth . The possibility of my husband watching made me very excited, besides the guy was 1.90 meters tall and it soon became visible that everything about him was big. Seeing him with an erection was very motivating and after the second tongue kiss he gave me I could not resist and passed his hand in this volume which had formed on his pants . I was going crazy with a hard-on, he had held me to the max and now I wanted sex his hands were strolling around my thighs and now much more daring raised his hand up to my pussy and seeing that I was completely naked underneath my skirt didn't waste any time and I could feel his fingers walking through my little horny pocket. I made fun of his fingers, and it didn't take him long to fill my hand with hot fucking. He walked me to the terrace door and then asked permission to go greet some friends, my husband seeing me approached me and calling me a little bitch (as I like) he asked what I was up to, so I pulled him into a darker corner and led his hand towards the opening of my skirt and had him run his fingers through my now much more moisturized muzzle. It was soaked in my hot liquid that he must have figured it was fucking some guy. He got so excited that he invited me up to his apartment, but I walked away and said it was too early in the day. I did a few more laps showing off and decided to go upstairs and put on some special clothes so that I could meet him at the club. By this time I was pretty high from all the whiskey that I had drunk, went to my apartment took a shower to calm myself and could not resist the hot water falling on my body masturbated deliciously in the shower thinking about that huge member who'd been jerking off at the piano bar, wanting to feel everything in my little bundle until then only of my husband. I put on a tight-fitting dress that marked all my holes, short and uncluttered. Honestly it looked like a show girl but I didn't care much was performing another one of our fantasies and after all nobody knew me in the place. I wore very high heels scarpim , let loose hair and logically drank some more to fill myself with courage to go out dressed this way.I must have taken about an hour and imagined my husband might be worried so I went down. I don't have to tell you that I got singled out for everything that was right, and the guys at reception must've all gone crazy when I handed in my key because they actually stuttered when I talked to them. I walked into the club and went to the bar, ordered a drink and stayed there until I got used to it being dark. Saw my husband sitting on a couch chatting with some guys and two other girls who were following them. So I grabbed my glass and headed over... He almost had an epiphany when he saw me dressed like that and as he stood up to let me pass I could tell he was close enough for a bullet to make me all horny so I passed him rubbing my ass in his favorite pinton. The guy sitting on my right side was also unable to disguise his hard-on and kind of gracelessly quickly crossed his legs. After the presentations I could see that everyone there had already been very high from so much drinking, and that the conversation was now quite relaxed. So I invited my husband to dance, and we went out on the dance floor and used it as an opportunity to rub up against each other a little bit, putting on a show for his friends who couldn't take their eyes off of us and especially not from my cute bundle and delicious legs. We went back to the table and I took this opportunity to give another little provocation in the car that was sitting on my right side and pretending it had been unintentionally leaned against his legs at seating time. The guy would stare at me and I wouldn't miss a chance to show off, cross my legs letting my thighs be exposed, lower myself more than necessary so that my breasts were clearly visible in the cleavage. So my husband realizing he was very interested said he was going to the bathroom, When my husband came back the guy asked me to dance and when I walked past him, I grabbed his penis in disguise to provoke him even more. The guy was already very excited, and his hands were running down my back almost reaching into my butt, and he was pulling me toward him slowly and soon I could feel his limbs throbbing beside me, and its breath panting in my ear and neck. When I decided to sit down, the guy walked me over to my table and went into the bathroom. He was probably masturbating because he couldn't disguise his hard-on anymore. At the table were my husband and another guy, other people had either gone dancing or they'd left. As I sat next to him he gave me a breathless tongue kiss as his hands strolled over my body leaving the man who was with him mouth wide open full of hard-on then offering to make me into a whore asked if the guy also wanted to go dance with me, to which he replied that he would rather come sit beside me so he did and soon passed his hands on my legs while my exhilarated husband kissed me. It was impossible to stay in the club, there were high spirits and then my husband asked if we wanted to go upstairs and have another snack at his apartment of course our friend accepted immediately I had so much desire for sex with two men stubborn about me that it didn't matter which one. When we were leaving the club I ran into this guy who was six feet tall and had a huge dick that I'd masturbated to at the piano bar, so saying hello gave him a kiss and realized he got another hard-on when he saw me dressed like that even hotter than before. And of course that urge to be raved about by that giant penis took over but my husband and his friend were waiting for me in the elevator door The three of us went upstairs and when we entered the apartment, it was crazy. And the first one to stick his penis in me was my husband who pulsated with hard-on, tearing out from me moans of pleasure. Our friend immediately tried to get rid of the clothes and ended up surprising me with a well-advanced pinto which gave me an immediate desire to suck. I was sucking our friend while my husband entered willingly in my little pocket, but they decided to reverse the situation and it was time for our friend to come into my small pocket as my husband offered me his pinton so that I could suck . It was delicious but I really wanted it to be eaten by the back, wanting to give my cuisine and asked for my husband come into me while our friend sucked my kiss. When I felt my husband shoving everything in my bundle I moaned with pleasure and pain because he broke me all at once and then I started rolling like a dog on heat and enjoyed when immediately followed by my husband who could not hold anymore. Our friend then wanted to delight in my broken bundle, put a condom on and shoved all his pints at once into my husband's fucking ass. Making me shiver with pleasure! At the sight of this scene my husband quickly recovered and hard-boiled again, slipped under me and offered that mast for me to ride on. And so fed by both feeling two pulsating limbs inside myself I enjoyed hallucinatingly with multiple orgasms as one spurred in my bouquet and another in my butt a wonderful sensation of double penetration And so completely satisfied, I fainted. Much later when I woke up my husband was sleeping next to me and our friend had already gone away, I went back to sleep and only awoke at one o'clock in the afternoon, my husband had come down into the conference room where everyone from the convention should have been, then asked for a coffee in the bedroom and soon found myself thinking ,desiring and coveting that huge blonde pussy of 1.90, really wanted to be caught by him, decided to go downstairs and see how things were and maybe who knows find it and book something for later.... Well, I'll tell you what happened in the next story "Second Day of Convention". As always, if you liked my story vote for it and don't stop writing to me. I'm sorry, but this is not the place for you. by Rose Diniz