The hot married woman in London

This happened at the end of last year, when I went to Europe with some friends for college graduation celebrations. We traveled to Germany, Italy, France and England. It all started when our group joined another group of Brazilians on a ship crossing from France into England via the English Channel. When we landed in England, in the immigration queue, I noticed Selma, a married Brazilian woman who must have been about 38 years old (I didn't ask her age). Selma was not a very beautiful woman (and much less intelligent), she had the face of an "aunt" (I am 24 years old) but she possessed a wonderful body, with an ideal-sized ass that seemed firm and round. I watched her all the time we stood in line at immigration, and I sat there listening to their conversation amongst themselves. I found out they were from Paraná (I'm Paulista), and on the few shiny occasions when Selma spoke I noticed a charged caipira accent, and her observations weren't too bright... Her husband was a complete jerk who only knew about cows, crops and farms. After all that bureaucracy, we got on the same bus and went to a hotel. The next day we took some sightseeing trips, then again in the same coach. Our guide spoke only English, but she didn't understand anything, least of all her husband. I realized this, and with second thoughts, made myself available to translate for them. Her husband was not paying much attention, but it seemed like she had an interest in the story I was translating for her. We spent some time together talking, and since her husband only talked to the other men about farms, several times I ended up alone with her discussing amenities. It was fun to talk to someone so silly because she paid attention to me with a great fascination who doesn't believe that somebody as young can be so intelligent (and I am not even so brilliant). On the third day on an excursion we went out for lunch together, and I sat next to her at a big round table. There by so many, and influenced by the beer, I decided to take a chance: I put my hand on her thigh underneath the thick cloth table. She became hard as stone, and didn't move. Her husband on his other side did not even notice it, and continued speaking loudly with his charged accent. She risked one look at me but strayed again. So I began caressing her conch from her knee all the way up close to her little bucket going back and forth. She relaxed a bit, looked at me, and placed her hand firmly over mine. I thought she was about to pull out my hand, but pulled it off and placed it very near her bucket. I passed my hand, but couldn't feel anything because she was wearing thick trousers. But she looked at me and smiled. She liked it so much that the first step had been taken! We were interrupted by a drunken friend of mine who asked me to tell her some college story. She glanced back at her husband again, and I took my hand off his leg. Tonight we stopped there and said our goodbyes with an air of complicity. The next morning for breakfast, I set out on my final attack: she sat down at the table beside us with her husband. When we were on the opposite side of her husband (who was backwards), I came from behind (I confess to being nervous, because I didn't know what her reaction would be) and gave him a quick kiss in the neck. She looked at me aside, and I said: "I am waiting in my room...the number is 114", and returned to my table without making any sign of it. I left the plate there and told that I will go back into the bedroom for bathroom use. I went over there not sure if she was going or not. Because about three minutes later she appeared. I closed the door, and turned around to shake her hand and kiss her neck. She stopped me saying that she didn't think it was right even though she wanted very much... It took two minutes of conversation to convince her. "Quick game", I told her. I pulled off her pants and laid her on the bed. I unbuttoned her panties, and came across a not-so-hairy but rather appetizing little lady. She was already wet! I put my tongue in her throat several times. Not five minutes had gone by when she mocked me sitting there with my head against her middle leg. I took off my bermuda and panties, put a condom on it, climbed up to her. Tucked the head of my cane 15 centimeters into her mouthpiece and slowly pushed in until everything went through. It came very easily because it was well lubricated and tight enough for me to have great pleasure. Put some more, increased movements and soon enjoyed looking at her face. Immediately got up, dressed myself and told her to do the same thing. Brought her to the door, gave her a long kiss and said: "I want more tonight, goddess!" She smiled, kissed me again and left. Shortly afterwards my friends showed up, and we went for the day's excursion. The script had scheduled a visit to a dog-racing stadium that night. Everyone was very excited about going, including Selma's husband's horn as he himself told me. During the day I called Selma aside and said: "This is our penultimate evening here... let us invent an excuse not to go to the dog race! Your husband will want to come in likewise, and so will my friends! We have all night to be together!" She didn't answer at once but eventually agreed. The horn decided to go for a run anyway (he really didn't care much about women), and so did my friends. Selma and I would have our own private fun! They left at 8 p.m., and by 8:15 I was knocking on the door of her room. She greeted me in a light blue sweater, with a beautiful smile. I took off all my clothes slowly, and stood in front of her with the stick totally hard. She still dressed told me to lie down on the bed, sticks upwards, and without even putting a condom fell from his mouth into my roll. He sucked so much, swallowed it whole, licked under his head, finally gave me an indescribable pleasure. I warned him that he was going to laugh, and she stopped sucking and punched me until I laughed. I enjoyed his hand, and he dipped his fingertip in my sperm and put it in its mouth, licking it, making face like asshole. I wiped my dick with a piece of paper (strategically placed next to the bed), and asked her to do a show for me. She stood on top of the bed so that each foot was at one side of mine, about knee-high, and began an erotic dance which I would never forget. She rolled up and down, stirred my stick with her foot, then sensuously took off his sweater, releasing a pair of breasts, and finally her nice fleshy bundle. My dick had already been hard, and this time I dressed it in a condom. She was already completely naked, but she bent down slowly and put her stick in the xotinha with her hand. Finally she sat on my lap for a few seconds and started to climb up and down very slowly. I could hear through our moans the sound of my dick coming out from his wet-ass xotinha as he jumped over me and made fun after ten minutes or so. Then she lay back on top of me while still holding it inside and kissed me. Her body heat was driving me crazy! Some time later I whispered in her ear: "Selminha, let me eat you or behind?" and she replied: "I'll allow you to eat four of me but don't want you eating my ass". I was a bit upset because I really wanted to get mad at it, but only the feeling of shrinking that perfect bundle was already good size! She lay down beside me and I, still stiff-necked, got on my knees in bed. so he fell on his knees, she kissed me, turned around and became four. Her butt was perfect, beautiful, an erection, and I did not hold out before, after eating it, bend down to kiss your little bundle. I kissed and licked her ass, and smelled the smell of her butt. I stuck my tongue up her arse as she rolled around, and deliriously felt him blinking. But a deal is a deal! I got down on my knees again and pointed my stick at his little mouthpiece. I took an even more aggressive stance: with my left hand I grabbed her hip and with my right I put it back in its place, and punched once, causing her to let out this very sexy "AH!"; I held her hips with both hands, and shoved really, really fast without stopping! I pushed relentlessly, and we were competing for screams no matter if anyone heard or not. After a few minutes of fucking, she made fun of my dick and I felt all her pleasure contractions which made me laugh too! The back-and-forth stopped slowly, and she lay down on the bed, and I laid over her with my stick stuck in the gutter. We stayed like this for quite some time while I kissed her neck and her black hair; we finished napping and when we woke up we took a bath together where we just hugged each other very hard and touched one another very much but without penetration. Unfortunately, her husband became suspicious since I was very close to his wife and hadn't been to the horse race either. He didn't let her talk with me anymore so I left without being able to say goodbye or even pick up my dear Selminha's address. Now I keep this experience in memory and hope that she will read this story (who knows?) and maybe send me an email. If anyone wants to write to me just look at my e-mail below! And if you are not doing anything vote for it! :-)