Married to the right hand gave in to the naughty student - Chapter 9

Hi, everyone, first of all, I apologize for the delay, but as I said, life getting back to normal is pretty hectic, so I'm not able to put the things that rolled on paper, but little by little I'm doing it. After that 24-hour madness I told you about in the last chapter, I ended up needing a few days to recover, and also to get my head in the right place, but it didn't take long and the will struck again. I went back on Skype in the afternoons to talk to the kids, and now I'd meet one, now I'd meet another, and they were always complimenting me, and the conversations sometimes got to the point where it was kind of messy, and on some of those afternoons, it was inevitable that I would get excited, even with the kids at home. Even though I was excited and wanted to, I couldn't touch myself, after all the kids were home, but when Luciano realized that I was enjoying the hottest conversations, he tried to make me even more crazy, opening the camera and showing me his big dick all drooling. He drove me crazy, saying that he loved our 'market meeting', and that I had a very tasty mouth, and was talking about what he wanted to do with me, and what I would do with it, logically I was getting excited, and without being able to touch myself, I had already decided that that night I was going to discount the husband. The night after we put the kids to bed, I called my husband downstairs, he opened a bottle of wine and we started drinking, and we had barely finished the first glass, and I was glued to him on the couch with my hand inside his pants, feeling his dick slowly come alive. He turned his face to my side and soon we were kissing, and his hands inside my pajamas were already smoothing my little face that was uncovered without panties, I was soon already wet, and I was lowering my trunk laying my body and going with my head towards his lap. I pulled my husband's pants down, and I saw his dick pop out, hard as shit, and it wasn't long before I fell on my mouth, and I was excited, and I needed that, and I sucked him for a few minutes, and he was all wet. I got up, took off my pajama pants, and I climbed into his lap, already descending with my waist and my little butt swallowing his dick. I began to ride him, fast, while he held on to my swimsuits. We didn't stay in this position for long, and soon we got up, I was on all fours on the couch, and he standing behind me! He was pumping with desire, I could feel him going in and out, as he squeezed and opened my swimsuits. So one of those times he opened, it was that I remembered Diego doing this and fingering my ass. I took courage and asked my husband what he was looking at. He was puzzled by the question, and said 'nothing'. I insisted, and asked if he was looking at my butt. He laughed, and still joked saying: why? will you let me play with him today? And when he said that, I remembered Diego putting his finger on him and how much I enjoyed it, and I looked back at my husband, and I told him that if he was loving and slow, I would leave. He obviously liked it, and with me still at 4, he took the stick out of my pocket, and went with it towards my ass, I felt him brush, and gradually pushing it inside. We hadn't done it for a long time, so he came in with a little difficulty, but I was smoothing, and keeping me excited, making it easier for me to soon be all in. I felt his dick all over me, and slowly he started moving, and I was getting used to his dick, and he was increasing the pace, but slowly so as not to hurt me, because he felt that I was still tight there. Gradually the rhythm became normal, and I remembered Diego's finger as I sat on it, I was touching myself faster and faster with my hand below touching my clitoris, instinctively I started pushing my hip back, feeling my husband's belly touch my calves, a sign that his whole dick was inside me. Feeling him coming in and out of my quickie, it wasn't long before I started mocking and shivering on the couch. My husband felt that I had been mocking and got excited, and gave me a few more shots, even stronger, and then he took the stick out of me, and ended up mocking me on my buttocks. Once again we regrouped and we both went to sleep happy. The other day while we were having lunch, my husband complained that he didn't have time to get around to cleaning the bush around the house, and that even the grass was getting ugly, and he said that he would find someone to pay to do that. I even cursed him at the time, because because of the pandemic, I was staying home in the morning, and still complaining about not having time to cut the grass. He went to work and I decided to go on Skype to see if I could get excited with any of the boys again, and that's when I saw Luciano online, I connected some dots, and an idea came to me. I remembered the first time I talked to Luciano, he told me he was doing general services, and with his husband complaining about the grass and dirt on our land, I thought I could 'help' Luciano by offering the service to him, and it would still be a way to see him again, even if it was just to look and remember the size of his dick. I called him, and asked if he was interested in a service, and he asked me what it was, so I explained to him, and I also said that we could not give flag, that it was really just a service for him to get some money. He stumbled upon it, and said that he was in need. So I told him that I would pass his contact to my husband, saying that it was from someone who had left the card at our house, and that when my husband called, it was to confirm the story, because my husband could not even dream that we met. So I called my husband, and I told him that our yard was really ugly, and that I had remembered a card that had appeared in the mailbox a long time ago, and I passed the contact to him, telling him to make an appointment. I felt chills in my body, thinking I was introducing my husband to the guy I'd met and sucked inside our car. I had about 40 minutes, Luciano called me, and said that my husband had called him to offer the service, and they had arranged for the next day. That night, my husband said that he had arranged the job for the next day, and that at least it was something less for him to have to do on the weekend. I agreed with him, but I still called him lazy, because he was home in the morning, and could very well do that job himself. Although inwardly I was loving that he hadn't done that and needs to hire the boy. I went into the shower thinking about it, about how dangerous and exciting this situation was, and wondering if I would be able to go on without giving a flag, and I ended up getting turned on by those thoughts, and it was inevitable that I would masturbate and have fun under the hot water! The next day, I woke up already anxious, and shortly after we had coffee the doorbell rang, my husband went to answer, and I was inside the house with the children, but listening to their conversation, so a few minutes later, my husband came back inside, and I could hear the sound of the lawnmower turning on. After almost half an hour, I came down again, my husband was in the office, I talked to him and asked if he had spoken to the 'garden guy' to prune the plants, and he said no, so I said I was going to show it to him. I went out to the yard, and he was cutting grass, he saw me, and before he said anything he looked around, and just nodded his head. I motioned for him to turn off the machine to listen to me, he turned it off, sort of without understanding, and then I started talking to him as if I didn't know him, and saying that I wanted to show him the plants he wanted if he could. He said that it was all right, and then he would finish with the grass. We walked around the house, and I showed him what he really had to do, so that my husband wouldn't get suspicious, and he understood that he had to work to not give the flag. He looked around, and he told me that I was cute. I laughed, but I thought it was dangerous, and I told him not to say anything, that I had already made it clear on Skype, that it was just a job, and that my husband could not even dream that we met. I went back inside, and Luciano cut the grass again. My husband didn't say anything about me going outside, he was still concentrating on the work I was doing. I stayed a little longer with the children, and then I heard Luciano knocking on the garage door, and my husband said we're going there. I went down and asked him what it was, he said that the boy was looking for the scissors to cut the plants, and asked if I could show him where he was. I went out to the yard, and called Luciano to the basement, saying that the tools were there. We went down to the basement, and I went to show him, when I was surprised to see him clinging to my body. I got a fright, and I told him to stop, he told me to calm down, that my husband must be busy, and that he wanted to at least give me a kiss. I shuddered at that, but I confess I could not deny that the situation was exciting, and that despite the danger, my husband would not appear out of nowhere in the basement, and I turned around and told him it was just a kiss. We ended up kissing, and feeling the sweaty warmth of his body was so good that when I realized, he had his hands on my swimsuit. I went back to reality, and I let him go, and I told him that it was all right, that we couldn't go through with it. I went in there and I asked him what he was thinking, and he told me to calm down, and he grabbed his lawn mower, and he walked out of the basement, but when he walked past me, he slapped me on the ass and said he knew what I wanted. I was apprehensive, so I went back inside with the children, and after a while, I heard Luciano talking to my husband, and to my surprise, I heard them saying goodbye and Luciano leaving. But I thought it was strange because it was still a little early, and when I went to look in the yard, I saw that he had only cut part of the grass, but there was still one side missing, besides the part outside the walls. I asked my husband, and he said that the machine had broken down, and that the boy had taken it to be cleaned, and that he would come back in the afternoon to finish the service. Soon I understood Luciano's idea, I asked my husband if he would stay at home in the afternoon, and he said no, that I had to work. I made a disappointed face to him, demonstrating how having to stay at home to follow the service would be an inconvenience for me. He noticed and said that it would not be long, that the boy had already done almost everything and that there was little left. I said that it was all right, but that the noise of the machine was annoying, and that in the morning the children had not slept at all, and then he said that since he was going to work at the center in the afternoon, he could take the children to my mother's house, and after the boy finished with the grass, I could go there to get them. I could hardly believe it when he said it, Luciano's plan was really going to work. What a clever boy. But even though I thought about it I still made a face of disappointment to my husband, as if he didn't like the idea, but I ended up 'agreeing'. After lunch Luciano soon arrived bringing the machine that he had taken to the repair. My husband talked to him, and said that he had left the money to pay him with me, and that anything he needed, he could ask me. My husband took the children and put them in the car. When Luciano saw my husband leaving and taking the children, I watched and saw that a smile burst on the face of that boy. As soon as I waited for my husband to leave, I checked the window as he turned the corner of the upper street, and ran down into the courtyard. I looked for Luciano and didn't find him, so I went down to the basement, and he wasn't there either. I thought it was strange, so I went looking, finding him outside the walls cutting the bush around the plot. I tried to call him, but I couldn't be indiscreet with the neighbors, so I went back inside, waiting, anxious, until I heard the machine turn off, and I went out into the yard, and I saw him go into the basement, and I followed him there. When I got there, he was putting the machine in place. He looked at me, so I asked why he took so long to get in. He told me he was working. I told him he could finish the job later, that we could enjoy it first. He looked at me seriously, and said no, that he was not going to enjoy anything, that he was going to do the work that had been hired. I was puzzled, and without saying anything, he took the other machine, and said that he was going to finish cutting the grass in the yard. Before he left the basement, I called him up, and I asked him what he was doing, had he figured out a way to be alone with me and would he cut the grass? He laughed, looked at me, and asked me if I liked his idea. I said that he was very smart, and that I had not thought about it, but since he had solved it, we could take advantage of it. He still laughed he said that he deserved a prize for having thought about how to be alone. I asked for that prize, he approached me, he said how about starting with a kiss on my dick here in the basement? When he dropped the machine on the ground and came close, I approached and went to kiss him. He stopped his body, and put his hand on my body, holding me. I looked at him and he said that it was not a kiss on the mouth, it was a kiss on the stick, and that was already bringing his hand to my shoulder and pushing my body down. Of course I was frightened by that attitude, but I can't deny I was excited by his manner, and obediently I knelt on the basement floor in front of him, pulling his bermuda down. His thick, soft cock was jumping out, I was amazed at the size and along with it was a smell of sweat since he was working in the sun. It was not a bad smell, it was strange, a smell of 'man arm', I can't explain, but feeling it made me want to suck him even more. I pulled my skin back to admire the head and feel the smell even stronger, I brought my face closer and I was opening my mouth to swallow it, when I felt Luciano's hand on my hair pulling me back. I was getting excited without even being touched by him, and without even putting his dick in my mouth, just the way he was talking to me was driving me crazy. And smiling a little shaky, I gave him a kiss on the head, with Luciano still holding my hair. He pulled back again making me raise my head to look at him and said that, as soon as I like it, now if you want you can suck it. I didn't wait for him to speak twice, holding him at the base, I pulled the skin of his head back, and I was swallowing him, that salty taste with the smell of man from him, made it even more pleasant to feel his dick in my mouth. I was sucking it, sucking it, delighting myself with all that stick, which while it was still soft fit all in my mouth, but little by little I felt it harden and grow, and I could no longer hold it all in my mouth. Soon it was 100% hard, and the most I could put in my mouth was a little more than half. I let my mouth open wider and go more towards his body, exciting myself even more with the feeling of the challenge of trying to swallow even more of his cock than the last time. He realized that I wanted to go even further, and with my hand behind my head he was forcing, I put my hand on the base of his stick, and still there were four fingers missing out. He realized I couldn't take it anymore, and he let go of my head, and I took his stick out of his mouth, breathing and breathing again, and he swung his stick in front of me, punching himself, and he looked at me and laughed and told me to breathe, that I would be able to swallow it all. After a few seconds, he put his hand back in my hair, and started pulling me into his dick. I was slowly swallowing as I was drooling in it. When my mouth stopped moving forward on his dick, the four fingers were still missing. He was pulling my head and I could feel it sliding in a little more, and I was pulling out one finger ... and then another. I was almost out of breath when I realized that there were only two fingers left. I was already satisfied with that and I went out with the head of his stick, but he did not stop and pulled my head back against his body and also said that he would not let me stop until I swallowed the whole stick. I was almost suffocating, but I felt him coming in more. I pulled out the last two fingers, and I realized that I had managed to swallow it all. A satisfaction invading my body, I did not restrain myself without closing my mouth more squeezing his stick. That's when he got even more crazy, and with my hair in his hand he pulled me once more, making me hit my nose on his body, making it clear that I had absolutely everything in my mouth. Then he let me go and let me breathe, but looking up and down with a crazy face. I still crouched myself recovering, he approached again, holding on to his stick, and showing up where I had swallowed, and spoke naughty eye, you got it, ta seeing up where it went into his mouth?. I said yes, that I was watching. He was even more perverted and pointing to the base of his stick said: so look carefully, that is up here that I will bury in your bucket too. Talking like that made me even more excited, and he grabbed me by the hand and lifted me up and pushed me to a desk that we have in the basement, and I went completely crazy with him, and I went backwards, until I felt the table on my legs, and he stuck to my body and we kissed, and pretty soon he hugged my waist, lifted me up, and sat me down on the table! He was soon pulling my blouse up, and my breasts were exposed, he was between my legs standing, sucking my breasts, I felt him straightening his waist, and his hard cock pressing on the middle of my pants, leaving me more and more hallucinating. He was pushing my body back, making me lie on the table, legs out, and after that he grabbed my legs and stood up, making it easier for him to take off my pants, which he was already pulling along with his underwear. Soon I was lying naked on the table, and he holding my legs up, almost like in the roast chicken position, my belly was completely exposed to him like this! He looked at me and he said, "Ooh, that's a lot of money", and before I could answer, I felt the stench of his mouth and his tongue go through the opening of my mouthpiece and into my clitoris. He was licking me, and then he was passing his fingers, and I felt one of his fingers slide in, and before I could even get used to it or say anything, I felt his other finger, which had no great difficulty in settling in as well. I, who was already wet, got even wetter, but he pulled his fingers out of me and said he wasn't going to let me have fun yet, and he was getting up, and I could feel his hot dick brushing against my clitoris, and without much ceremony he was pressing into my bouquet. Even though his two fingers left me a little bit open, his dick was way bigger than her husband's, and even bigger than Diego's, so I felt like my little bucket was completely filled with him. At first he pumped slowly but it didn't last long like that and soon he was pumping faster and harder, I felt his blows, and the old table swaying with me on it! He was quick and moaned, and unlike Diego who was more quiet, he liked to talk, and all the time he said that I was hot, that my kiss was a delight! He pumped for several minutes like this, without losing the rhythm, I could feel his body smooth, completely sweaty. He took the stick from inside me, and again he crouched in front of me, passing his tongue quickly through my bucket, wow, I trembled, it was hot, and his tongue made me boil even more! He soon stopped sucking and put his stick back in, fast in one stroke, I went to the clouds, reached for my clitoris and started touching me. He noticed, and again took out his stick and crouched down, going to lick me again! He was sticking his tongue out, and two of his fingers were trying to keep my bucket filled, and I was almost making fun of it, but before I could reach orgasm, he stopped licking me, and he got back up and stuck his stick in me, and I didn't know if he was joking, and I was shaking, I was out of my mind. He kept doing it over and over again, stopping the pumping, bending over and licking me, and when he felt I was about to make fun of him, he would stop, get up and pumping slowly! One of those times he crouched down, instead of sticking two fingers in, he stuck three in my little pocket, whoa, I went to the clouds, I was shaking, feeling his hand coming right through me! He stood up, but without taking his fingers inside, and came with his face towards me, and we kissed, while his fingers went in and out fast inside me, I felt my legs tremble, and I began to groan, he stopped kissing me and said that now I could mock. When I let go and started to mock the son of a bitch pulled his fingers out of my pocket and stuck his big dick back in me fast and hard, mocking me like crazy. I just felt him take a deeper punch and stop inside me, his dick pulsating, I began to feel the strong jets of him filling my bucket, feeling that I did not stop laughing! We were like that for almost two minutes, his dick still throbbing inside of me and I was recovering from the orgasm I'd had, I think not really from the orgasm, from the orgasms. He took it out of me, and I could feel his dick dripping out of my pocket, and I was lying on the table with my legs open, and I looked at it, and there was a lot of liquid coming out, and it hit that worry, but it was soon overcome by the memory of how intense that feeling was. He walked away, took his clothes and got dressed. I got down from the table and did the same. He told me that he loved it and that he would finish the service so that my husband would not suspect that he had come back late just for me. We laughed and I went up and entered the house, while I heard the noise of the machine and he was cutting the grass. I went to the shower and while I was washing myself remembering him going in and out of me I got excited again, I touched my pocket, I was sensitive but still hot, crazy to make fun again and at that moment I stopped my bath, and decided that I would enjoy a little more that afternoon with Luciano. I came down and went to the garage door facing the backyard, Luciano had already turned off the machine and was collecting the grass that was left on the floor. I called him and signaled him to enter the garage, he took off his dirty gloves and came to the garage, he went in and I closed the glass door behind him, he looked at me as if wondering what I wanted, but logically already knowing the answer! I was in my robe, and when he was looking at me I opened my robe and let him see that I had nothing underneath, despite the cold I was completely naked. He understood right away that I did not want to waste time and came back to me, we kissed standing in the garage, he was still sweating and I was already naked! Before he could take any action or say anything, I went down in front of him and pulling the bermuda down without even looking up, I grabbed his dick, which even though it was soft and having just mocked it was quite thick, I pulled the skin back and I was putting it in my mouth, willingly and sucking it hard! He was passing his hand in my hair, moaning and saying do you really like sucking, bitch? I didn't even answer and kept sucking him, it didn't take long to feel that it was 100% hard! He grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head back making me take my mouth off his dick, looking at me asked if I was hot and I just agreed saying yes. He made a crazy face and pushed my mouth back on his dick and said then suck it bitch, suck it till it comes out milky. He didn't let go of my hair, and he pulled it again he made me take the mouth of his dick and asked you want to take milk whore? I agreed and said yes. He got even more crazy and was lifting me by the hair, making me get up off the floor and said I will give you milk in the mouth, but first I want to eat that bucket again. He turned his back on me and pushed me up against the wall in the garage itself, making me put my hands against the wall and pushing my legs apart, he passed his hand on my little tub making sure it was still quite wet. Without saying anything I felt him brush his stick in the entrance and pushing it in! I soon realized that he was all over me again, starting to move, first slowly and then faster, making my hip go forward with the punches, and the only thing I could hear in the garage was the sound of his pelvis hitting my buttocks. His hands went to my waist and he held it tight and pumped, accelerated, for almost a minute like this. I felt him stop and slow down clearly not to mock. Without taking his stick from my bucket, I felt him open my swimsuits as he squeezed them. He opened up my swimsuits and I felt him pull his stick out, and he was squatting and holding them open, and all I could feel was the warmth of his breath on my back, and then his tongue on my groin and my butt. I got a fright, but he held me and told me to relax. I said I had a cold, and he asked me if I had ever licked my butt. I said yes, but I had tickles there. He laughed and told me to relax, that he was going to show me how to do it. I was so excited, I just let it go, and he'd go back to passing his rough tongue on my groin, and sometimes on my ass, even though the tickling was really being very exciting, and I was getting more and more excited! He licked me, I took my hand in front of my body and began to smooth my cricket, which was already catching fire again. He noticed and began to lick more intensely, even more forcefully passing his tongue strongly at the entrance of my ass. I with the other hand leaned against the wall and scratched my head on my arm, simply surrendered in that position. He wouldn't stop licking and he even stuck a finger in my pussy, I smoothed my clitoris didn't last long and I started teasing him again doing it here, trembling in that bastard's fingers and moaning with my mouth muffled by my arm. He stopped licking me laughing and telling me to mock, let go of my ass and before he got up he gave a plug in my navel that I felt burning at the time. I was out of my mind, still trembling with amusement I turned and crouched in front of him, and without saying a word I swallowed his dick, in a hurry sucking and punching him. He moaned and said that slut, now suck until the milk you want comes out. It wasn't long before I felt him shaking, and he was holding the base of his stick and making me move my mouth away, and he was holding it pointed at my tongue, and I felt his jets coming down on my tongue and into my mouth, and they were even stronger than Diego's jets, and I held my mouth open for a few seconds until he stopped laughing, and then I swallowed his stick, sucking and passing his tongue, wiping and swallowing it all. I got up, he laughed and got dressed and said that he would be available whenever my husband wanted him to clean the grounds. We laughed about it, he left as soon as he finished and I again went to the shower to get the smell of him from me. When the husband arrived, I was still ashamed and afraid of him noticing something, but we ate quietly and he didn't notice anything, he just told me that he had found the boy's service good! If he only knew how much.... Once again, I apologize for the delay, and if you'd like to comment and give stars, I promise I'll be back soon with the sequel. Kisses to you.