My name is - part 3

I have a girlfriend whose modesty part is very beautiful and tasty, she has 1.54 and a delicious little body ... large buttocks and steep, medium breasts with pink beaks, thin waist, long black hair, fairly white skin , firm and smooth. ............. After we started dating, we had a sex life that I believed to be normal. We were fucking all the time but she was kind of cool and didn't really want to suck my dick because she thought it wasn't good enough for her and also never gave me an asshole saying that she was not ready yet Anyway, even though she didn't suck my dick much or give me a boner, she was very beautiful and sensitive and funny and nice and had such a pretty face.......... To her family who were so religious she was an angel incapable of any mischief no matter how small it might be. She went to church almost every week and was held up as an example by her friends........... With me however she let loose and put into practice many things that her depraved mind could imagine............. I believe she is the kind of woman which all men would like to have........ She, a real hottie is constantly harassed on the street. I confess that unlike most men, I always liked to notice other men looking at her in any public place and it didn't bother me. Her body is simply sensational, and she would always go to work dressed quite sexy but without being vulgar. Besides, she is 30 years old and has a beautiful face.........I have always been a possessive man about what is mine, and of course could not help being different with my girlfriend.................. Our relationship is always good and mature. We don't feel like having sex with others, we never cheat on each other, but there are situations where she gets songs from other men and I get looks from other women, and during the intercourse sometimes she makes up stories and calls me by another name in her imagination (but it was always my surname). That excited me a lot, I got horny and angry at the same time, found this excitement of mine strange, but did not give balls, and without realizing liked these games......... I encouraged her more and more, and in our trances she showed herself to be a real whore on the bed. No one could have imagined that this little kitty with the most angelic face in the world was so dirty. ............ And she, who was already beautiful, Slowly, without realizing exactly when it all started, we realized that we fit in very well because we revealed ourselves as a voyeur and an exhibitionist. Whenever we go to shopping centers, bars, nightclubs, restaurants, cinemas and other places, she tries without looking too old-fashioned to wear provocative clothes that are very sexy like miniskirts or short dresses, transparencies, loose fitting clothing with high heels which is said to be extremely sensual because it enhances her calves and thighs and leaves the beautiful buttocks always pointing.............. She in turn gets extremely excited by wearing this type of outfit and even more so when realizing it's attracting my attention as well as other men......... One day I began to notice her taste for provoking me..........she was wearing a black dress, semi-single, that I had bought myself made of very thin fabric like silk, well loose but which showed completely the shape and contour of the body. On his breasts he let see the little beaks hardened by excitement, and it was so decorous, that in any position she lay down appeared some bites, and on his back there was nothing..... The dress was quite short, very high above the thighs so that when she sat down it would be impossible not to see her tiny black panties which were tapered and transparent. And when standing up because of a sandal with heels on it attracted much attention since its muscles in the thigh, visible almost all the way through, became delightfully exposed and showed off an ass rather firm and tight as indeed is...... We were walking, embracing and kissing each other. And just her being there with me like that made our hard-on go up to the top. She knows I have a very big hangover from seeing her showing off, provoking other men............. we went to a samba house for flirtation and dancing. When we got into the environment she caused a buzz. We sat at a table in one corner and asked the waiter something to eat, I went to the bathroom wash my hands, and when I came back on the way near the table two old guys stood in a corner talking about her....I walked quite slowly...... Seeing her alone at the table, a third waiter approached to take out the beer glass that was there and offer something else. I noticed she had been super nice with him: as he rolled up the tablecloth and removed the glasses, she uncrossed his legs and left them open between each other. It was quite an exciting scene because he'd got his hands full of work and couldn't disguise his erection. ............ She, who is above all very nice, smiled and thanked for the kindness, once again making an ass face and not showing the slightest concern like leaving her transparent panties fully on display. I thought it was normal at the time but when I arrived she hadn't noticed that the nipples of their breasts were also being shown off and as they came close to serve them, they tried to look at their steep hard boobs..... She didn't know they were watching, and unintentionally she was showing off and seducing the waiters, it was careless of her own accord, except that I love her to get fucked up like this, my slope goes up in no time at all, and enjoying ourselves we enjoyed our moves flirting and having a smoothie while drinking little drinks making out with each other. When someone noticed the scrubbing we were doing I said - nobody knows us, all they can do is masturbate at home -.I was very excited with her showing herself to the waiters (and pretending not to know anything)..........At the end when we asked for our dessert, she took up a cardboard body and unintentionally put her arm on the tip of the guy's head that had already been turned into a rock (as she later told me).It seems like it lit again and as she grabbed the cardboard and brought Vota nearby, he rubbed his hand against its tip... (now deliberately).................. At a certain moment she got up saying that she was going to the bathroom (but I knew very well that she wanted to go for a walk alone, in order to provoke me)........ My dick began to harden when I saw her walking, walking and rolling around with her delicious ass. With her tiny panties sticking out, and on top of it was making charm........... On returning, she started sambar by herself, standing at the side of the table, dancing like an insane full of horny, throwing wildly the butt, probably with his mouth all wet, stirring the eyes of the males around. The men who were nearby, did not take their eyes off her body........ I confess that I was even a little jealous and went to dance with her., she played samba, and I, as a bad dancer (you're wrong about this) just stood around while she danced sensuously, the breasts rocked beautifully, and her swirling made raise some centimeters of his short dress, letting glimpsed the beginning of that nice bundle and ragged....... With her sweat, the dress was already sticking to her body and the panties buried in a bundle were making their mark on the gown. And the pulp of her butt appeared before everyone's eyes... She took charge of the dance floor: she was very exciting and provocative, with a dirty smile on her face and eyes shining from desire. I don't have to tell you that my dick became an incandescent steel beam wanting to explode out of his trousers and give him a good spanking.... Soon I noticed that besides me some men who were nearby did not take their eye off it.. Some guys even stopped dancing and kept looking at her It was,... when we realized that he had a guy didn't come back from us. And whenever he could bump into us, especially my wife. The subject when he could - in the rhythm of the dance - rubbed his body on her buttocks... That at first caused a little aversion, but gradually it became an extremely exciting atmosphere. I noticed that my wife was embarrassed, because they felt she liked the jokes and handshakes he gave her,.. She had a worried expression, sweating heavily, her skin was red..... Maybe she was concerned about my reaction to see her like that. She turns to me, says what's going on and asks: "Honey, can I give him a rope?" - he is funny! Friends, I don't know if it was the drink or the night weather that made her say yes she could. Alas something caught fire..... ....... That evening she danced loose and lightly. During samba sessions she rocked chairs with all of her feminine magic laughing at herself for this guy and many other males who had already flocked to see her dance..........She hugged me, kissed me but every time she let go and rolled around in the arms of others who surrounded us and stole from her for some reason.... She would even dance with two at the same time when music permitted it. ....... And I'd drag my feet around....... One of those who "stole" my wife most was that little girl who had taken a tease from her. Seeing that I didn't do anything, soon a more daring face passed his hand on her ass very slowly, climbing up the inner thigh until he lifted the dress slightly and spoke loudly; oh hot.!!!... She was so full of life.... pushed the guy, came towards me and said: - You and a man or a mouse are already boiling me and you nothing. Already put your hand under my gown, - will not react?....... this one now almost stuck his finger in my little eyebrow ....... I answered no, gave a laugh provoking it, she told me to relax?....... - You're mad but I bet that turned you on a lot wasn't it? I said this already passing my hand in her leg going up from the knee to your little kiss, at this moment she let go, came over me and said: "Take me to a motel very fast I can not hold out any longer, I want to give you, i want pica!!!.... So I started imagining certain things could happen........ She then let go of herself once and for all, to provoke me she went into the middle of the dance floor dancing and showing off a lot......she was desired by everyone......The most naughty boy who had been flirting with her from the beginning looked blatantly at the nipples on her breasts and I felt that she loved it because the bastard watched and adjusted the roll in his trousers. She hugged me, put her neck in my mouth I licked and kissed a few times she smiled excitedly opened up her legs stood on tiptoes and pulled out the bundle rolling to the beat of music exciting everyone at the dance floor pretended not to notice but called her attention "I've seen your little joke!" he whispered. "Oh, relax love. I'm not doing anything too much". because on this day she was really out of character, acting like a real whore............. She started playing forro and the guy seeing that I had stopped dancing as he didn't know how to do it approached me. He finally said: "Your face is very sexy or rather you are a good dancer! That scared me, I was puzzled by her attitude, she was dying of anger........... They started dancing and rubbing. He grabbed her tighter, rubbed the volume in between her thighs and kissing her neck, she did "candy" however, accepted the kneading because he already rubbed himself on his roll that had an incredible volume............. From a distance, I would just pull everything out and see how much my faithful girlfriend was enjoying the touches of that claw. And this bastard knew it because in an hour he gave me one look and let loose a very malicious smile. He then began ........to give her a long embrace, sliding his hands down her thighs, went upstairs, lifted his dress, and gave her a tight grip on the butt, patting firmly, and showing it to everyone in the hall, its panties stuck into that spectacular bundle, with the forehead totally wet, sign she would not hold out for much longer She...... still sketched some reaction saying he shouldn't do that....... When she wanted to get mad, he immediately grabbed her face and started kissing her, sucking her mouth greedily.......... he pulled down her dress, and began to smooth the back of her neck very gently which was weakening it (because that's a region where she used to feel great pleasure), causing her to start getting chills from caresses, relaxed and lowered his guard, making this hungry wolf continue its attacks... He continued kissing her mouth and embraced her affectionately, giving her long kisses...... by then they weren't even dancing anymore..... She answered with ardour. ........ I got scared but decided to see what would happen and talk to her afterwards......... The two then began a breath-taking kiss...... He slowly passed his hand over her waist, pulled the dress up again, kissed her neck and put his hand on the groin, gently went in with his fingers to the side of her panties, penetrated into her mouthpiece, felt her cocks, made her close her eyes and tremble from excitement. ...... This scene continued afterwards....... she gave him an outburst half frightened, slapped his face, walked away from him and came towards my arms, the guy came back, squeezed her butt and passed by me speaking softly in my ear. "Successful! (But I swear that heard 'horn.'), and left laughing .........And went to get a drink in the bar..... My girlfriend complained challenging me, saying: - He was for hours stroking and caressing me, trying to get closer to my body, like you don't even do anything, I accepted dancing with him, alas he abused....He euphoric, I extremely excited, felt my bouquet growing, the pulse was compressed, my body warmed seemed in eruption, it was already wet, and almost drained through his legs......He brazenly wanted to leave me naked , did not allow yet... but well that I liked the dance, he fondled my legs, making his hand slide down from under my dress. I don't know why those caresses made me feel more excited, either because of the way they were or their audacity. Exposing my intimacy even further to the certainty that others would look at me........I lost control and gave myself over for a jerk but when I closed my eyes I remembered you and stopped dancing... I was for a while, perplexed, angry with the aggressiveness of that testimony but quickly realized that I could not leave it like this......I took my girlfriend, pulling her by the arm to a corner of the court near the tables..... gave her a good sermon discussing values in our relationship. She knows that I love when she exhibits herself and is pampered. But we had an agreement and emphasized; It's about being nice whore and bitch yes!!! .....but only me!!!! And sex and kisses on the mouth were also just me... We had a pact of fidelity which couldn't be broken..... and she had broken our pact........ we argued a lot.......... but for fear of losing this woman's delight. Contemporize, I accepted the horn, and soon we were kissing again.... and even with much jealousy it did not bother me so much since she was living vowing eternal love .... She asked if I wasn't angry at her because of everything that she had done ..... She asked me if that's what I wanted, and I jokingly said yes, and it was very nice to have a fucking girlfriend.... Then she looked at me from the corner of her eyes and asked: Is this what you want? To see your wife taking another man's dick, sucking on his cock and giving it to someone else??? .... You really do not want to be seen!!!!......... At this time she spoke already restlessly: - Come to me my desire, come near of me, I am your whore from now on, I'm your little doggie, do with me what you want, I wanna be possessed, I want to be eaten, I need you to fuck me all the way around, tell me what it is that you want me to do and I will make very tasty, say...... I asked her to go in the bathroom and take off her panties, and said that she could do something really good tonight. As soon as she came back from the toilet, she handed me my underwear, told her not to worry about it... When I came back, with two chopps in my hand, I didn't see my wife. Without asking anyone, I looked for her everywhere in the hall and did not find her, I was very worried about a possible betrayal of hers, and afraid to lose this delight as a woman. I had never gone through such an experience before. In other circumstances, my girlfriend flirted with men but she has never been able, so far as I know, to give herself up to them........I went back into the room and sat at a table drinking....until I found her and the guy that she had left, entering the living room, both returning....... When she saw me, she let go of the guy's hand and put on her dress. She quickly brushed off my hair and came towards me (I had a mixture of anger with excitement because for some time I dreamed about being horny while at the same time not knowing how I would react to it). I ran toward her who was facing like an asshole, still wearing all wrinkled dresses, unkempt hair and smelling of another male. I started kissing her like I'd never done before. .... At that moment, it gave me a huge urge to tear off her clothes and eat her as I had never done because she looked the whore of hookers. I was mad at her for provoking me and angry with myself for being turned on by her having appeared hand-in-hand with my face all messy smelling of sex. My dick hurt tightly in his pants.......... " - Vagabond, I cursed.. She said she got all wet just from me doing that...crazy of life, I pulled her and ripped part of her dress wildly. When I tore it, its hard breasts with firm beaks emerged. Her eyes became cloudy. It made her crazy.. At the same time I cut off the weather, and said that I didn't like what I had seen, that it was crazy but did not hit... we argued a lot until we decided to leave........ We left the party and we walked to the parking lot, we were half-drunk, I'm horny as hell and she even more than that started teasing me, rubbing up against me, kissing me a lot. So to provoke, she told me that the guy had left a lump and it was all wet in between her legs. She said I should put my hand on his thighs until he touched her little mouthpiece... ...she still didn't have any panties! We went to a darker corner of the parking lot, where there was a wooden fence. I put her on all fours and slowly placed my stick in that little bucket, screaming with pleasure and fucked me while she squeezed me tightly, rolling around and talking quietly: "calm down...", "let this torso fit into me"..., "calme down" ... , "slowly "..., "this way".... Like her pussy...PUT THAT FAT PICK IN MY BUZZET, GO!!! More than once I complied with his requests. Our movements were increasing and I held her hair as if she was riding on a pony. Hit the dick in its xana strongly and slapped it on your cute ass and face making you go to delirium. hit the cock inside that bottle until hurt her, so she begged for clemency but the bitch endured everything well, delighted, was in the clouds with my fucking act within. asked harder........ When she was about to laugh, she started saying: - You didn't say that you loved me like this? Then with your pussy!!!METT WITH EVERYTHING AND BEAT ME!!! She turned her face to see my booty swaying and said: _ Get into your little whore, fill me up with your fucking go.. "come inside of me, come in me, punish your tramp !" .-" I deserve to be punished, enter me, it breaks me! ".I promptly answered the request and forcefully pushed xanaela swollen from so much passion !!! To a vividness flowing between his thighs. She screamed, whether for pain or pleasure, grabbed her ass, rattling on, in a strange dance. In the middle of all that ecstasy, I couldn't stand it. It was fun like never before... my legs went numb and we came to orgasm together! Then I counted the damage. She had marks all over her body: bite marks on her breasts, neck, legs and ass; she was covered in molasses; her hair was so hard that it spilled onto her face "exuding sex through every pore"; a waterfall flowed from her mouth while still aroused... Exhausted at home we lay down to bed together and embraced each other, confessing to having planned everything because she knew how I would react. She said she wanted to awaken in me the man that she always wished for, despite my intense crush on her I felt annoyed and carried away and manipulated. This is what happened to me; but when I report it remembering our experience, I get a hard-on like now. Does this mean that I enjoyed being CORNO? Because of the fact that It was our first experience I say that still became a curiosity for me. I love this woman, and hope to always be by her side in order to enjoy the best moments of my life whether it's in bed or in life itself. I want to share all my experiences and victories with her because I really do love her; she is the woman of my heart. My love for her grows every day, and I know that nowhere would I find a woman who understands me and loves me as much as she does. I feel like she loves me just as much, if not more than I love her. As far as feelings are concerned we are truly connected...............