The Couple 's Friend , the Dwarf

*** This story is part of the series <unk>Camera, Internet and Action<unk> which brings together adventures of men and women who consciously or unconsciously took their fantasies in front of the cameras and in front of the network. *** After some time, actually a few years since all this started, I decided to share with you my story, and I'm sure it will be at least an erotic experience for the colleagues who follow my story. Using fictitious names, but not very distant from the ones we have in reality, I begin by identifying myself: My name is Marcos, I am approaching 35 years old, and at the time when this story begins I was at the tender age of 31, my wife, Lucia, was enjoying her beautiful 28 years of life counted. I do not know if we are still, but we were a couple to water the mouth and cause envy to us bitter with life. Newly married and very inward, with the prospect of a prosperous and happy future, together we looked like one of those couples, extracted from TV commercials, beautiful and successful, more responsible for the part of the successful and my wife representative of the most well-behaved. No matter if it is to play outside, I always counted part of the beauty with a bullet in the head at the time to make my body tall, smooth, I was a woman of 1,85, and the shape of my mouth was very red, and the shape of my mouth was very dark, and the face of my wife is very dark brown, and the face of my mouth is very dark, very dark brown, and the face of my wife is very dark brown. The cooler guys and the bleacher women may say that my Lucia is even a little cuddly by today's standards of thinness, but whoever understands beauty and a hot woman knows that in fact this is spite, and that there is nothing better than rolled and twisted legs, big butt and worked curves, and beautiful massive breasts, a real Mamma, juicy breasts like strawberry balls and heavy as two cups full of honey. Anyway, Lu is a hottie, and she's the woman I married. But the part of the story that matters here, which is the adventure, begins shortly after we celebrated our first year of marriage, when we were still enjoying a real wedding atmosphere, with the complicity, the sexuality and our assholes at a thousand per hour. It was a hot Friday night in March, my wife and I went to the party that Carlinhos, our old friend from our college days, was organizing to celebrate his birthday and try to gather old familiar faces, colleagues who studied with us. And among the guests was Ana, the famous Aninha, my wife's former best friend and my ex-girlfriend, she was in the class of Lú in college, and we haven't seen each other since then. I confess that I liked her so much, I feared that the time between my wife and Carlin would close, that she would end up ruining my party, but surprisingly that wasn't it. Our "confrontation" was inevitable, but Aninha who was already a very articulate and intelligent girl in her university days, now in addition, presented herself as an even more sympathetic, good conversational and above all, more political woman. It will be difficult to understand why I was afraid of this reunion, if I do not explain our past, it is logical. So I will make a small flashback: Lu and Aninha went to college two years younger than me, and like any beautiful, hot and energetic girl, they both soon tried to get along with the older staff and with that, they became members of the Academic Center where I was already a member of the Council, and that's where I met them. At that time everyone was taking chances, of course, but I was always especially close to the two, however, I had a bigger crush on Lucia and didn't care much to hide it from anyone. What I didn't know at the time is that Lucia was also a crush on me at that time, but she was making it hard and wasn't sure if she wanted to date that stage of dancing and courtship. What then triggered a real Mexican drama in our friendship was the fact that, despite being my best friend, Aninha openly appeared in the middle of my best friend, and I knew that I was attracted to her more than her, and that's why I also felt safe in her arms, because I knew that she was more than me. She was different from Lou in a lot of ways, she was always looser, very communicative, and on the other hand, more of a stick figure. She didn't hold back so much, I knew that she'd already been in the hands of other guys in college, and it didn't matter who the joke was, she did all the arts she knew in bed. I dated Aninha for a long time, almost a year! It was a year full of assholes and good steps, I became a man during that time of dating with the cape...her pacifiers were greedy, her dips in the cock were real holes, her young butch seemed to have nails and claws so much friction that she made on the head of my roll, she gingered here, gingered there, stuck her mouth in my dick and made him laugh your little knee down, it was just asking, and I always asked! Aninha is not much just in the nickname, since being shorter, more <unk>pocket<unk> than Lú and the other friends, she ended up receiving this diminutive. But the smallness was only in appearance, because despite not being tall, having her height of 1.60 there, Aninha is a classic <unk>falsa magra<unk>...she has thin legs, only endowed with artisanal curves, shaped by hand, has a narrow waist, only that behind the clothes she wears, she boasts a tiny bundle, tiny, forming an adorable heart shape when she stands on all fours and throws the rabbit high. Her eyes know the same thing, made of small beaks and delicate, for hard and generous hair more than ever, because in that kind of good thing, as long as you looked at her today, her nipples were more durable, her breasts were more durable, and her lips were more pink than anyone expected. Her face, her nose, her nose, and her mouth are all closed, with a little pinkish-green handkerchief, her nose, her nose, and her little pink lips. Our relationship just didn't progress because I really loved Lucia, and that was something that Ana knew from the beginning. And one day everything reached the limit, because I realized that she was not the one I wanted to build a serious relationship, and as Lu was opening up the game, revealing how much she loved me and that Aninha had been interfering in our plans, we fell into the real one. There was a very ugly fight between the two, I broke up with my "false girlfriend" then, and our lives took the course they took. Describing the past, I return to our reunion at the house of Carlinhos, something that exceeded my most optimistic expectations at the time. After avoiding crossing paths for a good couple of hours, finally my wife and I, who did not displease me that day, bumped into Aninha as we entered the living room. The first two, three glances were diverted, I rehearsed saying a Hi, Aninha smiled, Lú turned her face, until I decided to take charge of that embarrassing situation <unk> Hi, Aninha, how are you? Am I, do you remember me, grandpa? <unk> Lú turned even more to my face, although I did not let go of my left marriage arm, but I did not stop taking the greeting forward, extended my hand to our beautiful ex-girlfriend, and she replied <unk> Of course I remember you two kissing each other, Mark! I knew you two were married! I left the world trembling, I rehearsed saying a Hi, Aninha smiled, Lú turned her face, until I decided to take charge of that embarrassing situation <unk> Hi, how are you? I am, do you remember me, grandpa? <unk> Lú turned my face even more, do you remember me, grandpa? <unk> Lú turned my face, do you remember me, you remember me, grandpa? <unk> How are you, grandpa? <unk> how are you, grandpa? <unk> I am, grandpa, grandpa? <unk> I am, grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, you are you, you, grandpa, grandpa? <unk> Lú? <unk> are you, grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, grandpa? <unk> I was not surprised by the naturalness with which Aninha dealt with the situation, but I noticed that in addition to the traditional graceful smile that always appeared on her face, there were some tears gushing out of the corner of those green eyes...of those beautiful eyes that I have long admired. And I think Lu also noticed this. I decided that I should take the moment to break the ice and put an end to that past grudge, I invited Aninha to sit on the sofa with me and with Lu, in order to catch up. Taking advantage of the ease that Aninha has to communicate, little by little we were putting our stories up to date, and little by little still, I realized that Lú put aside the anger and jealousy that he felt for her, and began to enter the conversation, telling about the marriage and our life...it was a fact that pouring all our achievements on the face of Aninha, was part of the exorcism process that my wife took advantage of to put into practice. However, our friend listened to everything with serenity and complacency, demonstrating a sincere joy that we were together, and Lú. She also took the opportunity to talk about her life, which unlike my wife, who abandoned the career of a lawyer when she married me, to open a shop in the shopping mall helped by her mother, Aninha took advantage of her freedom to represent herself throughout Brazil, the law firm always worked and traveled, and yes, where she was working, and so no. At the end of the conversation, we concluded that this reunion served to put the hurts behind us, and to rediscover that we still have many affinities as friends, and that it would be foolish to stop communicating. So we arranged a dinner at our house, still for that week <unk> since Aninha would be in SP <unk> with the purpose of showing our nest and the wedding photo album, because she was not invited on the occasion for obvious reasons. The dinner took place on the following Saturday, at our house, and I remember seeing my Lu waking up very early to put everything in order, it was clear that even resuming relations with Aninha, my wife wanted to impress her in any way <unk>She is a rich woman!<unk> I thought. The night came and I helped Lú in the kitchen, in the preparation of dinner, taking the opportunity to exchange a few jokes and a few kisses by the stove, even because she was having fun ... the damned really wanted to demarcate the territory and unseat her friend, wearing a small dress of light fabric, very detached, her bazookas jumped into the eyes and would knock out any note that <unk>the other <unk> came to the parade that night. But Aninha did not want to compete in the <unk>Dong-Dongco! She touched her camel and kissed Lú, and the two were invited, and I could not stop being surprised, and I was also welcomed with a smile. <unk> Aninha certainly did not compete with Lú in the cut, because she wore a black blouse, just yes sir, but closed up to the neck. Now in compensation, she came with a minimalist jeans, tailored, impeccable, it seems that it had been made by hand to wrap those dirty pants, and her bundle as always, it was a spectacle! Full of curves, they swam cheerfully inside those indecent pants of low waist. <unk>Take here Marcos ... I brought a special wine for us! <unk>Ah ...Thank you! <unk> said confused, realizing that they had both noticed my check in the visitor's visual. We ate dinner very quickly, the ritual at the table was a mere formality, because the purpose of everyone was really to show the house, the photos and bring the conversation up to date at once. And so we did, soon we had done the tour of the rooms, where Lu made a lot of whimsy in visiting our room, and more than that, he made Aninha sit on our double bed, and there, he showed all the photos of the wedding ceremony and the video ... realizing that they would not leave so soon, I went down and took the wine brought by our guest, and I returned to where I was watering our conversations during that exhibition session of my wife, with a little alcohol. Aninha really wanted to renew the friendship with us, because at no time did she feel agonized by the certain pressure that Lu exerted, on the contrary, she was moved when she saw the video of our wedding, cried and embraced Lu asking for forgiveness for not having sought her earlier and apologized for the confusion of the past, which also softened the heart of my wife, who pulled her to herself and began to cry, moved. I only followed the moment of friendship of the two, and confess, slightly excited to contemplate those two beautiful women, whom I knew well, curled up in bed ... still seeing the tears of Aninha dark from her face, going to rest in the ample volume of Luarote that was also to be close to her friend. After the tears and the video, we continued on the same way. I joined the two of us in bed, and now more loose and confused, we talked about all the things while we drank the wine. Aninha told about the directions that his life took, that he thought he did not fit into serious relationships, but that in compensation he could not complain about the "adventures" he was living, and this reminded us of the days of college, the things we were planning, until my wife has already changed a little by the drink <unk> she drinks little and gets very cheerful easily <unk> or that there was a positive side in the fact that Aninha stole me <unk> and dated me for a while. Aninha started to laugh when she heard that, but I had no idea what I was talking about my wife and kicking the dance until she threw it out: <unk>Hahaha...I knew how good this girl was in bed, how good she was with her pinocchio in her hand! hahaha!<unk> She just laughed and shook her head in affirmation <unk>Ahh...you knew better than anyone, not even a friend! rsrsrs!<unk> it seemed that the two of them were sharing a little secret, and from what I knew of Ana, at the time I imagined that it was some kind of a ménage that the two of them had arranged in college, that is, that the two of them were climbing together with the guys. My reaction, I confess, was not very peaceful, I was changed and I began to demand answers ... and they came, but they even betray my imagination. Aninha approached me and in a conciliatory tone, said that she would explain everything: <unk>Calm down Marcão, calm down...this is not at all what you are thinking of Lu! I yes, I have already climbed with two, three, four, and I think I had already done it even before dating you, but not Lu, I put my hand in the fire that she has never been with two guys! <unk> still without lowering my guard, I played the tough guy <unk>Ah is it? And what is this clown then that she knows that you are the biggest dick-swallower in the galaxies? <unk> hearing this, my wife was the one who raised her voice <unk> because in addition to dick-swallowing eczema, she is also a big dick-eater! For example, just because of me! <unk> I had a look of amazement, that face of the one who is processing a battalion of information, they both looked at me in amazement, but they did not wait long for new reactions from me, they both started laughing, laughing a lot, red as teenagers. Calmer, so I asked them to tell me everything, after all, they were obliged to tell me these passages. And they told me, starting with the fact that they had lived together for a handful of years, and that Aninha is <unk>more or less<unk> bisexual <unk>So, I really like it is a man, a stick...ah, you know that. I really like milk in my hand, in my mouth, inside me, but as Lúú knows well, I also have a saffron for volumes that I don't even like this here! <unk>and I know that my wife's sticks are squeezing, laughing at her <unk>Orsão Hrsão, I'm a little man, but I'm a woman! <unk>I finally managed to avoid the whole concept of this, too! It was getting late, Ana and Lu were still in the room hugging each other, one smoothed the other's back, Aninha every five minutes seemed to apologize in front of my wife's ears, the impression I had was that the friendship of the two had returned to its former level, and all this in less than two days. If watching the two clinging to the bed was already exciting, to have discovered that the trick of Aninha had played a lot of licking and licking in the past with my wife's nipples, left my stick ready for any battle, and it was difficult to hide the armed bar. And the two continued to cling more and more, it seemed that some sexual tension was rolling between the two well, I had this clear impression, which at first I thought was the effect of alcohol or my stupidity, but I certainly wasn't drunk and had a whole history of naiveté to justify the suspicion between the three of us. That's when they both stared at me, with that smile that only exists on women's faces, that half-evil smile, of someone who's up to something and knows exactly where to go, but who in the other half carries a lot of surrender, of letting go, as if she were signing a blank letter to you, the lucky one who received that smile. The two of them stood up and took some pieces from the closet, lingeries! I could hardly believe what I was seeing. My wife turned to me: <unk>My love, it's too late for Aninha to go away, and she drank! She'll sleep here with us, ta!<unk> and gave me a little kiss. I didn't say anything, I just accompanied the two choosing lingeries and walking towards the bathroom...yes, the two decided to take a bath! From the open bathroom door, I saw my wife take off the dress over her head, letting her melons float free in front of her friend, and Aninha in turn, looking out of the bathroom in my direction, arched her body stepping all the way back while taking off her jeans, and smiling, said to me: <unk>Marcão, we will both be here...with the door scanned, anything is just seen entering!<unk> My heart was racing, and my dick was beating down there in the same rhythm, humming tightly in my underwear. The two of you turned on the shower, Aninha hugged my wife, sinking her face in the middle of her breasts, which for a few seconds aroused a certain weight in the consciousness of Lu, causing her to separate from the embrace of her friend and look for a towel to cover herself. I even thought for a moment that the bath of the two of them had gone down the drain, and that I could roll a new shack between them, but that did not happen, because Aninha reacted and knelt down, naked, in front of my wife, where she sighs, crying and grabbing hold of Lu's legs and waist, declared all the love you felt for her, and for me! No, Lu, please! I can't listen to you! Please listen to me! I can't accept you both! I don't want to lose my love again, I don't want to talk to you, I don't want to talk to you, I don't want to lose my love, I don't want to talk to you! My wife looked at me as if to ask what to do, and I indicated to her what we were going to do. I took off my clothes and went into the bathroom, the little one was still kneeling and clinging to my wife's waist, I looked at her as she wiped her wet eyes and I pointed to my dick, whereupon she, despite her crying face and hoarse voice, tried to put her safe hands to work, wrapping my dick in a light handkerchief. Lou dropped the towel, now her belly was at our friend's disposal and all the love she could give us. I leaned on both of them, so that my form was at the same time at the disposal of the little one, and that I could kiss and bite my wife's dicks. I know how that feeling of drama and passion was suddenly put aside and my dick took over. While we were kissing, Lu and I had the vision of our now little whore, Ana, taking turns sucking on my dick and sticking her tongue in her crotch. Aninha was really such a crazy and perverted horny, she sucked my dick with the same vigor that she caressed Lu, voluntarily putting herself on the floor of submission, saying how much she liked being there and how much she wanted to be used by us both <unk> Ai Marcos, the taste of your dick in my mouth again ... if you let me I will suck until you laugh! Lu, Lu ... I love you, do what you want with me, punish me, make me wear, your husband will beat me, beat me if you want!<unk> And Lu would lose his head when he heard that, there was still some resentment in his heart, and that mixed with the excitement he felt, turned my wife into <unk>Ah you want to be beaten, is it? You want to be suffocated, is it? Do you like a blowjob or your lesbian? So she sucks, sucks mine!<unk> and pressed her friend's head deep into the middle of the xana. I had already seen Lu being sucked, but she never suffocated me in the middle of the legs as she did with Anna, who in turn only activated the tension of the situation even more by continuing with the provocations <unk>Lu, I want to lick you until you... Who I want to meet your husband fucks my good girl with that jeanette he likes, he asks me to suck his cock! But my wife is writhing in your face, and your palate is always full of rage! You always suck my cock! So she sucks mine! <unk> and pressed her friend's head deep into the middle of the xana. I had already seen Lu being sucked, but she never suffocated me in the middle of the legs as she did with Anna, who in turn only activated the tension of the situation even more, by continuing with the provocations <unk>Lú, I want to lick you to lick her, I want to lick the bottom of the situation, I want to lick the situation, but Ana, I want to lick the situation even more than I want to meet your husband, and I want to lick your wife, until she swal my husband swallowed my wife swallowed it. Aninha played her role on her knees, until my wife's first joke arrived. While the bitch worked her tongue on her clitoris, Lu grabbed me tightly by the neck and with the other hand pinched her nipple even harder, to the point of leaving marks and shouted <unk>Ahhhhh..Ohhhhhiiiiii..Porraaa!<unk> I knew when my wife had a good joke, and that was undoubtedly one of the best. Aninha, although she seemed lost and suffocated, kneeling between the two of us, knew exactly where she wanted to go, and took advantage of my wife's joke to dispel the joke once and for all, getting up and playing in my arms while Lu sat on the edge of the bathroom, still listening to the echoes of the joke: <unk>Hmm, my dear Marquin, I want to kiss your kisses, your many kisses, and those kisses that killed me! And I really want to make you happy, and I don't even want to give up those little angels inside me, I miss them, and I really don't want to give up those little angels. I tried to take hold of the bitch and kiss that drooling mouth with the taste of my own wife's pussy and joy, I clutched my dick to her cunning waistband and clutched it with pleasure, stretching my hands up to her well-drawn, hard ass, slapping a few slaps, some not, several slaps! She screamed, asked for more, asked for more and looked back looking for the reaction of my wife, who at that time, calmer, had already turned on the shower and played a siren with his help, inside the bathtub. <unk> What are you looking back at, your piranha? Do you want to give it to my husband? Can you ... maybe he wants to eat you too, that prick! <unk> I returned the greeting with a smile in the direction of my wife, and she was also smiling. The sex was definitely gone now, I was rescued from the wonders of sex, among the three old friends. But to have a real nymph like Aninha at our disposal, leaves room for the most perverse interpretations, and my wife was sharp-minded: <unk>But there is one condition, you little whore...if you really want to feel my husband's cock today, then you'll have to do it through the ass, through the back door! And moreover, without ice cream to help, it has to be dry! hahahaha<unk> It was very nice to see my wife laughing like that, with the rain all tucked in the bottle and with the red nipples so much that she squeezed them herself. However, I confess that I found it too perverse, because I was very keen to get into Aninha until the sun came out, and without wanting to bank the bam-bam-bam, the truth is that I'm a strong guy, and my jeba did not stop following the owner's anatomy. I noticed that Aninha looked at my wife with a half-slippery look, surely the little girl of that bitch was already wet waiting for a dick and did not like the change of plans. Taking advantage of the fact that Lu was in the bath, entertaining with the shower and a little finger challenging the little door of her ass, I stuck in the ear of our friend and put together a scheme <unk>Aninha, send a look at a goose ... capricious, which only you know how to do! The rest, leave it to me! <unk> she still tried to show concern with Lu's orders, but I reassured her <unk>No, go that Lu stays the bitch of life ... she lets her curly curly curly! <unk>Nada, revenge is the fuck, now it's time to curl! I don't even like that you suck when we go flirting, right! <unk> And Aninha obeyed, went down the chest, kissing me and biting my chest. It was beautiful to see that naughty cat rolling while bending her knees, returning to face my cock from the front. Through the bathroom mirror I could contemplate the dengue tail of my ex-girlfriend, and now lover assumed and consented by my wife, who then threw herself in the bath and accompanied already a little suspicious of the sucks that Aninha practiced on my dick <unk>Look here, suck little taste that does not even suck if it is only to lubricate the cock of this young man ... I want to see him eat you by the hair of his ass! <unk> Aninha made only a yes sign with his head, without letting my gland escape from his good sucking. But the sucking continued as agreed between me and Tiny, and I was right to have it so agreed. The years that passed only served to further improve her technique of how well to suck a roll, for the damned soon sucked almost my entire dick into her mouth, and with her hands behind her back, without using them, she crushed and chewed her finger with her tongue, sucking and licking her own saliva that flowed through my dick. Tiny looked at me with her beautiful green eyes, flexed her eyebrows to make a slutty face, or raised them to make a sucking little girl's face ... a perverted face, but I loved it, and who in her would I be crazy not to love? My jeba had reached the apex of its extension and was more wet with drool than a baby's pacifier, the fun was announced! I realized that Lucia had come out of the bath, had already enjoyed her siren in the company of the friendly shower, and walked towards me leaning on my shoulder, to then escape leaving some sounds <unk>tsc, tsc, tsc<unk> of rebuke, as if she had discovered a weapon. Aneta only laughed with her eyes towards her friend, because she insisted on not letting her mouth leave my stick, and I, only bent my face to steal a little seal from my wife, before I felt the flow of sperm coming out pumped by the veins of my scrotum, until it gushed through the mouth of the tart, making Aneta keep her eyes open and fixed on my wife's respectful glance, because I made a question of dismissing her breast, after I made a question of dismissing her. I breathed and sighed heavily, relieved, and smiled a lot. My wife looked at Aninha, who was still on her knees, caressing my cock, and also laughing, said <unk>But I knew it would end like this...I will never be able to compete with that damned mouth you have!<unk> <unk>hehehe<unk> Aninha got up and the two of them embraced, Lu noticed that I admired the bond between the two of them and then made sure to kiss our visitor, wanting to share the rest of the taste of fucking that was impregnated in the other's tongue. At the end of that session, we took a bath and went to bed, the three of us. Our erection was still very big, and then with less stress, we liked each other even more. Aninha was the couple's little whore, and since then it became, because that is the role she likes to play and she was not lying when she said that she wanted to surrender to our desires. In bed we made our reunion worthwhile, Lu <unk> let me retaliate and suck his friend's pussy, then I take her by her hair making lick and finger my wife's butt. My foot was put back on special way, with the participation of the two taking turns in the sucker, and finally we invaded the Ancios of the little one, without jealousy. She received in my four-stick, my wife rolled deep inside, while my wife was dragging her tail, of course, four fingers in the whole room, and when we united with her hand, it is not a gel, when we joined hands together. More than a return to the past, it was the beginning of a new era for the three of us, and there's still so much to be told.