Who loves the traitor?

By Aventura, by Ctba. My name is Carlos. The names have been changed to protect the identities of the people involved. I know through my wife that the protagonist of this story is an avid reader of erotic stories. I'm sure that the person who lived this adventure with me, reading this story, will identify with him, and would be very happy to receive a comment from her. There are things that happen in people's lives that when told no one believes. The fact that I'm going to narrate next is the purest truth. Of course, at some point the imagination speaks louder to give more eloquence to the narrative and try to convey to the readers an atmosphere of more eroticism and desire. For many couples with open minds and open relationships, it's just another adventure involving sex and pleasure with other partners, but for those who were raised in a more rigid regime where from childhood women in the family were educated to have sex only with the person they love, an adventure outside of this relationship, in the minds of many of them can be a mortal sin. I begin this story by asking readers a question: Who loves cheating? I can assure readers that at certain moments, feelings of hatred and revenge speak louder than love. Therefore, dear readers, I can state with full knowledge that there are no women or men who are completely faithful to their partners. Love and hate go hand in hand. Even if you say that you are completely in love or in love with the person you love, just a slight mistrust is enough for hate to prevail over love. Read to the end and leave your comments. I was away from home for almost a week. Trips to São Paulo and Rio have become a constant in my life, since I have several clients in this region, and for reasons of transport economy, I always travel by car. I decided to hit the road that night to try to rearrange my thoughts and reflect on my life. The last few years in some ways were not as good as they were at the beginning of my marriage to Julia. Although I still loved her, I felt that our relationship was going from bad to worse, so I had to do something to rekindle the flame that existed within us again. I had to make more time for us, because life is not just about work, but as my company like many others, is also going through a not very favorable phase due to the economic recession that plagues the country, I have to chase the loss to try to turn it into a more solid company, so yes, dedicate more time to the family. I insisted very much that Julia work with me. I have a consulting company, but as she herself says: "My grandmother taught, my mother was a teacher, so it's in the blood, I can't imagine doing anything else, and she's really dedicated to her profession. Julia also lives full of work to correct, stays up late preparing classes, because her first class starts at 08:00 and the last at 21:45, therefore, she leaves home early and does not return until after 22:30. Her work also does not leave much time for us, since the few hours of rest are in the afternoon, when I am at work or traveling on business. After eight years of living together with Julia, she is still beautiful and sensual. She has a light complexion, honey-colored eyes, light brown hair at the shoulder height, thick thighs, 1.65m, 58 kg well distributed, medium and firm breasts. Even today, at the age of 29, she has managed to maintain the body of the first time I met her. Julia has always been a woman of incredible character. Perhaps coming from a religious family and having had a good education, she shaped her conduct within the moral, legal and ethical precepts. Perhaps that is why, in our circle of friends, few dare to praise her physical form, but even so, I often catch a few friends discreetly casting hungry glances at her body, especially when Julia parades among them, in a tighter outfit or a shorter skirt, and among them Paul, my best friend. Even though we were going through a bad phase in our marriage, I never had any reason to doubt her fidelity, in fact I never imagined Julia giving herself to another man, much less to Paul, even though I know that a beautiful and intelligent woman like her, must be very harassed by students and professors in college. Paulo is married to Adriana, a beautiful blonde with a sculptural body, about 1.70 meters, green eyes and a very well-groomed blonde hair almost to the waist. Adriana besides being very beautiful and sexy, also possesses an unusual sympathy. In short, it is almost impossible to look at her and not think about sex, Adriana is really very hot. I have lost count of how many punches I hit thinking about her, but eating her, only in my imagination, because I have never seen a couple so in love as Adriana and Paulo, in fact, we had them as an example. Adriana is two years younger than Julia. They both have birthdays in the same month, just two days apart, so almost every year we celebrate their birthdays on the same day. There was little traffic on the road, and if everything went normally, I would arrive in Curitiba before 9:00 a.m., rest for a while, and go to the office in the afternoon. At 8:55 I entered the street of the house. When it was two blocks to arrive, I noticed Paulo's car parked in front of the house. I stopped at the red light, I saw when my wife left the house with a coat on her shoulder, locked the gate, got into Paulo's car and went on ahead. I confess that I got a flea behind my ear, because at this time Julia was supposed to be in college teaching, and there was something wrong there, so I decided to investigate. Even trusting my wife I had no doubts, I decided to follow them to see where they were going. I could not see what was going on inside the car in front of me because the windows were covered with a very dark film. They did not even suspect that I was following a few yards behind them, for to my wife I would still be in São Paulo. On the way out of our neighborhood, Paulo's car slammed into a highway and drove off. My suspicion grew, for the road they were traveling had nothing to do with the college where Julia taught or the location of Paulo's real estate, much less his residence. A little further on, they signaled that they were going to turn right, so in order not to be noticed, I slowed down and my heart almost stopped in my mouth when I saw the car in front of me heading for the entrance of a motel. On a whim, I grabbed my cell phone and filmed their entrance. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know if I was going to go in and end their fun, if I was going to stand there waiting to tell them when they left, and I was even more insulted to think that not long ago I had taken Julia to that same motel where we had a wonderful time together. Since it was close to Paulo's house and they were definitely going to stay there, I decided to go to his house, take Adriana so that together we could unmask those two sons of bitches at the exit of the motel. Arriving at Paul's house, as the street gate was unlocked, I went in and started banging on the door shouting for Adriana. Adriana got up in a hurry and came to meet me. Do you know where your husband and my wife are right now? Before she could answer , I said: - Paul and Julia are in a motel right now fucking and laughing at us like crazy. I told Adriana how I found out they were at the motel, so she asked me, "Are you sure about what you're talking about?" I grabbed my cell phone and showed them the footage of them entering the motel. Adriana passed several times, and to confirm she took a document to check the license plate number of Paulo's car, and due to the evidence she had no more doubts. Adriana's eyes filled with water. - How can they do this to us? - Julia is, or rather, "was" my best friend, and the bastard Paulo also says that he has you as his best friend. It's a lot of naivety and lack of consideration on the part of those two scoundrels. Adriana now wept profusely knowing that her husband was screwing her best friend. Adriana still crying broke away from me and went to the kitchen to take a glass of water with sugar to calm down, only then I realized that she was wearing only a white sweater of transparent silk that did not hide anything from her body, and as she was without underwear, I could say that she was completely naked. Because of the scandal I made calling her, she dressed in a hurry and didn't even notice she was almost naked in front of me. Seeing that traffic-stopping cat with big, hard breasts, with a perfect little bundle, with her butt all shaved the way I like it, totally unprotected, with low self-esteem, a thought invaded my head: since Paul was fucking my wife at the time, why not at least try to fuck his wife too? My dick soon reacted and was already hurting me inside my pants, Adriana turned to me just as I was trying to adjust it, and had no way to disguise the volume it made in my social pants. Only then did she realize that she was with the body completely exposed to my greedy gaze. Adriana immediately blushed and apologized, saying that she got up in a hurry and didn't even notice her daring outfits. I told her not to worry about it, because we had more serious things to deal with. When Adriana turned to put the glass on the kitchen sink I approached her from behind, patted her both breasts and shrunk her by rubbing my stick on that delicious little bundle. Adriana said, "Charles, are you crazy? Isn't that what Paul and Julia are doing right now? Adriana said: "But this way we are lowering ourselves to their level. Her voice came out half-empty almost like a cry. I kept pressing Adriana against the sink, now kissing her little neck and whispering in her ear asking her to relax and let it flow, because we were only returning what Paul and Julia were giving us. I took one of my hands from her bosom and I walked down her body until I reached her appetizing little bucket that now begged to be devoured. When I put my finger inside his little gutter, I realized that it was completely flooded, not only because of the hard-on he was trying to hide, but also because Paul had certainly eaten that little dip before he left the house. I thought to myself, what son of a bitch just fucked his wife and now he's gonna take mine? As she tucked her fingers into Adriana's little mouthpiece and played with her little cricket, the pussy inside her would flow down her long, blond legs intoxicating the kitchen with a strong smell of sex. I unzipped my pants, kicked my dick out, and when I placed my head on Adriana's lapel, she realized there was no turning back, so she relaxed and bent over the sink, leaving that delight to my pleasure. I felt a deep sigh come out of the depths of her soul as my stick penetrated without much resistance, but filled completely to the bottom of that cave which, according to her, had only been explored by her husband up to that moment. Adriana slowly let go and groaned every time she felt my dick force her uterus. She started rolling on my dick and I was fucking her behind her pussy at a mind-boggling rate, and when I felt her body shake announcing that I was mocking her, I couldn't take it and I poured an enormous amount of fucking on her pussy. It was so much fucking together that it flowed freely down her legs. After we had made fun of each other, Adriana, still red-eyed and reluctant to hide a tear from her throat, broke away from me, avoided looking into my eyes, and went to the bathroom with her head down, I don't know whether she regretted giving herself to me or the fact that she was being cheated on by her husband and her best friend. I paused and went to the bathroom, and to my surprise the door was open. I took off my clothes, and when I went into the Box Adriana was already leaving, and for the first time she saw me naked in front of her. I noticed a look of approval as his eyes fixed on my cock for a few seconds, perhaps analyzing the intruder who had invaded his bowels a few minutes earlier. - I'm sorry Adriana, but I also need a bath said. I tried to hug her and take her to the Box again and she dodged, but I noticed she was much calmer. While she was in the shower Adriana kept drying herself, and still with a half-muffled voice asked: - What are we gonna do now? - My first idea was to grab you, and together we'd blast them out of the motel, but now I don't know if it's worth it. - It's worth it, Adriana said. - I'd also like to see those two's stiff faces unmasked. - It's a great idea, but before we go I want to do some things that are in my head said Adriana. I was curious to know what was going on in Adriana's head and my cock did not soften, on the contrary, it was getting harder and harder thinking about what she had just told me. I could more or less imagine what it was, for now much calmer, I was still naked in the bathroom passing cream over my body in the most natural way. I finished my bath and left. Adriana, all naked and smelly, was waiting for me outside the box. When you saw my state of excitement you let out a <unk> <unk>Ooh how big it is<unk>! I must confess that Adriana's comment raised my esteem. In the shower after soccer I had already seen Paulo's penis. It was a little smaller than mine and much thinner, maybe that's why her surprise. I dried up and asked Adriana: - Can I ask what's going on in that pretty little head of yours? Without answering, Adriana took my hand and led me through her house, opened the door to her room and pulled me inside. Her bed was still a mess, and because the windows were closed, there was still a strong smell of sex in the room. I confess that I was even more horny with that situation, it was not even there that Paul and Julia were climbing in the motel, what were the fava beans those two. I don't know, and I didn't even ask why Adriana locked the door to her room when we were alone in her house. She'll know what goes on in the head of a betrayed woman. Adriana gently embraced me by gluing her breasts to my body and said: - Now let's switch those two. - I want you to possess me in the same bed that that son of a bitch of a husband of mine fucked me right before he went to work saying that I was the only woman in his life. - I may even regret it later, but right now I want to return a pair of really big horns to that bastard's head and his whore of a wife. Adriana was forcing me to lie on the side of her bed. I felt that somewhere the bed was still wet from the shit that had leaked from her cup as a result of the fucking with Paul just a little while ago. Adriana wrapped herself between my legs and I almost went to the clouds when I felt her little mouth trying to swallow my dick while her tongue snaked on the head of my dick. She sucked wonderfully well. Unable to swallow my dick completely, I would stick my head in my mouth and with one hand pound a handkerchief while with the other I played with my testicles. I love it when a woman does that to me. My body tightened and I groaned with excitement as Adriana took me to heaven with her wonderful mouth. I thought she was going to stop, but instead, she increased the intensity of the blow, and before long I filled her little fucking mouth. Even as she tried to swallow it all, the third blow surprised her and soaked her beautiful blond face, and Adriana only stopped sucking when she realized my cock was clean. In retaliation, while I was recovering from that delicious punch in Adriana's mouth, I knocked her over and started biting her little neck. Gently, I would stick my tongue into his ear, go back to his little neck, suck it, and then go back to his little ear and take a little bite. Adriana with her arms squeezed me tightly against her body sighing and moaning softly in my ears. I went down further, and bowed, and lightly bit the nipples of her breasts that were stiff, demonstrating all the excitement she was feeling from my caresses. I paid a little more attention to those wonderful breasts the reason for so many handshakes, and I walked with my mouth through her beautiful, healed little belly until I got to her bellybutton, and I stuck my tongue in, and I played a little bit exploring that region. Adriana groaned softly, telling her not to stop, her trembling, writhing, stubborn body meandering on that bed, responding to every touch, every caress she received. When I got to her lap, I realized I was completely flooded demonstrating all the voluptuousness of that fuck that promised to be indisputably the best of my life so far. When I bit your cricket and stuck my tongue into that watery little pitcher, I felt in my mouth the taste and smell of a real female in heat. Adriana would gasp, and with each tease, she would rub her bouquet on my face that sometimes even had difficulty breathing, but I stood firmly against the onslaught of that Goddess sucking and drinking all the nectar that came out of that source of pleasure trying to provide the maximum pleasure to that delicious woman thirsty for sex and revenge. Adriana begged me to fuck her pussy. - Please fuck me, I can't take it anymore. - I want your dick in my pocket. I climbed on top of her and stuck my dick in the opening of her little pocket. Adriana opened her legs further by lifting her knee, hugged me and pulled me with everything against her body making my dick disappear forever inside her pocket. Adriana was moving like a hallucination as she pushed with some violence into her little pocket. I turned Adriana around and willingly fucked her little pocket. After some time putting her in this position, she got up, laid me on my side and leaned over me, pointed my dick at the entrance of her bouquet, crouched down making it disappear into that xana gulosa. It was delicious to watch my dick go in and out of that delicious blonde, and I lost count of how many times Adriana had made fun of my dick stuck in her pocket. I thanked God that I had made fun of her before in her little mouth, for I am longing to make fun of her again, which is good, for then I could give her more pleasure. I felt that Adriana was joking again, because she was screaming like crazy. Her body began to tremble and she leaned over me saying: This is crazy, I'm exhausted. To give her time to recover, I gently pushed her head against my dick and she understood perfectly what I wanted, so she happily sucked my cock and toasted me with another wonderful blow job. When I was on the point of a bullet again, I kicked Adriana to the bed, licked her full-fledged bottle, and thrust my dick hard into that little bottle that now received it with some ease. In this position I would penetrate Adriana deeply, for I could feel my dick pushing against her uterus as I pushed. Adriana rolled and tossed her body against mine like a raving whore. When I salivated at the entrance of her asshole and stuck a finger in, I thought she was gonna back off, but it looks like she was enjoying it, so soon I had two fingers stuck in that asshole dilating it so she could take my pussy. When I took my dick out of Adriana's sink and stuck it in the doorway of her kitchen, she looked at me and said, - Please take it easy, I'm having trouble holding Paul's dick which is much smaller and thinner than yours. I told her not to worry that she'd stop if she felt pain. I forced my way in, and Adriana complained that she was in pain, and I asked her if she wanted me to stop, and she said no, just to have a little patience. When I felt that Adriana was a little more relaxed I forced the entrance and when she passed her head, she gave a scream and asked to stop for a while. I felt that Adriana was struggling to get my dick in her ass. I thought she was going to give up more to my surprise she was slowly rolling her bundle and little by little my dick was wrapped in that narrow channel until I felt that my berries were stuck in her ass. I started going back and forth a little shy, but Adriana asked me to wait a little longer to get used to the new invader. Little by little she was letting loose and began a delicious rhythmic roar, as she felt my cock widening that tight little ass explored. Adriana confided to me that she had rarely given her ass to her husband. By the time she got used to my dick in her butt, Adriana was already receiving, without complaint, the hard, deep punches in her little butt. Little by little I picked up the pace and Adriana would shout: - Fuck my ass, fuck! - Isn't your wife's bitch giving my husband her ass? - Then eat mine too! - Bitch for bitches I'm more me. The noise of our bodies meeting in the fury of devouring each other could be heard from afar, but we weren't even there, at that moment I was just trying to satisfy myself and this wonderful female who was giving and receiving pleasure wildly, but at the same time with affection and mutual respect. I told Adriana I was going to make fun of her and she said: - Go fuck yourself, you son of a bitch! - Fuck your whore's ass, fuck! I want to feel your fucking ass in my ass, fill my fucking ass, fill it! Seeing that gorgeous blonde with my dick stuck in her little bundle bouncing and screaming for Fill your fucking ass I clutched at your waist and dipped my dick with all my might flooding your fucking gut. To tell you the truth, I don't know if Adriana was able to enjoy my dick up her ass, but to my satisfaction she held firm until the end trying to repay the pleasure she had given her. After we'd made fun of each other, we were exhausted, so I stayed on top of Adriana with my dick still stuck up her ass for a while, and I didn't take it off until it was completely soft. After we took a shower, at Adriana's insistence, we'd go to the motel. To tell you the truth when I was fucking Adriana I wasn't even thinking about Julia and Paulo, but you understand women. In fact, I was already satisfied that I had given my wife the change. I didn't think about ending my marriage because I loved her anyway. If she was seeking pleasure with another man, I also had a big share of the blame. I told that to Adriana and she promptly replied: - Who loves does not betray, Paul has everything he needs at home, if it's not good for him, he can go to hell. - For me it's all over. I tried to get it out of her head, but Adriana was unstoppable. I was hoping we wouldn't find Julia and Paulo at the motel. When we got to the car, I started to leave, Adriana asked to wait because she had forgotten her cell phone at home. As Adriana locked the door to her house, I saw through my rear-view mirror that Paulo's car turned the corner and parked behind mine. When Adriana saw her husband's car parked in front of her house, she ran to the gate with a smoky look on her face. I thought to myself, now the bug is going to bite, a scandal will be inevitable and it will surely be the end of two marriages. But destiny gives us every piece that sometimes when you tell it, you can't believe it. Suddenly the car door opens and from the driver's side comes out all smiling Bruno, Paulo's brother. I thought to myself, you son of a bitch, so you're the one who's taking my wife? - Weren't you traveling brother-in-law? What are you doing here with Adriana? "Hey, my brother too", said Bruno jokingly, and they both burst out laughing. I told them I was walking down the street and I saw Adriana, and I stopped to say hello. Adriana looked at me with a questioning look and I looked at her with an expression of someone who didn't understand anything. I don't know if Bruno and Lia noticed anything strange between me and Adriana, if they did, they didn't notice. Bruno hugged me and asked if I had had a good trip. Lia gave me a big hug, kissed me on the face and said that she missed me. Adriana and I remained silent without understanding anything. After Lia greeted Adriana, she told us that she was on vacation and since I was traveling, she came to spend a few days with Julia and miss her boyfriend Bruno. Only then did things begin to become clear, for Lia had been dating Bruno for over two years, and Bruno was Paulo's partner in real estate. Leah is two years younger than Julia and the two are very similar, besides, they wear the same haircut and color. From a distance he had no way to realize that the one entering Paul's carriage was Leah and not Julia. Leah told us that Julia had called to bring a cool coat for her to college, because in her haste she had forgotten it at home. It was really cold in Curitiba, which is normal here in the south. So Lia called Bruno and since he had to see some properties in the area and his car was being checked, he took Paulo's car, went through the house and picked up Lia. <unk>It was the scene he had seen when he got home<unk>. Only before handing the blouse to Julia, Lia and Bruno decided to take a little getaway on the way. I asked why they didn't stay at home and Lia answered with a smile: "Out of respect for my sister and my little brother-in-law". "Isn't it love?" Lia said with a malicious smile, looking at Bruno, who confirmed it with an accomplice smile and said: - Adriana, Paulo asked you to get some documents that are on the shelf in the living room, because you'll need them today. Both Adriana and I were completely stunned by the unfolding of the story. Adriana took the documents and handed them to Bruno. They always said goodbye with a smile, got in the car and left. Adriana with red eyes starting to cry again looked at me and said: - My God, what have we done? I told Adriana it wasn't our fault, that we'd been betrayed by fate. And he also said that if it were up to me, what happened would stay between us, because I didn't want to end my marriage, even now knowing that Julia and Paul were innocent in this story. Adriana was upset. I tried to hug her to comfort her, but she lovingly pushed me away and said that she wanted to be alone to try to reorganize her thoughts. I tried to argue, but I didn't have much to say at the time. I must confess that I loved the play that fate had thrown at us, for sex with Adriana was nothing more than a mere fantasy in my head. I know it's gonna be really hard for Adriana to accept what's happened between us, and I just hope she can deal with it, and I hope it's been as good for her as it's been for me. Things between Julia and I have improved a lot since then. Adriana also did not tell Paul about our adventure. In a conversation with Julia one day, she said she was surprised by the fact that Adriana and Paul had disappeared from our house. I'm sure Adriana is just giving herself some time to get used to the idea that one day in her own home, she was a promiscuous whore fulfilling her darkest desires by giving herself up anyway to another man in her bed right after she made love to her husband. Friends readers if you liked the story, leave your comments and answer sincerely. Who likes Trai? I'm sorry, I don't know what I'm doing.