My friend's husband took me by force, part one.

Today I'm going to report what happened when we moved to Tokyo, that happened when I was 22. Whoever read my short stories knows that before I moved to Tokyo I horned my husband with a virgin boy, also knows that after the move to Tokyo I participated in a hurrah with five college kids playing rugby and a friend. What I'm going to report happened the five months after we moved to Tokyo so that was before the crash. As soon as we moved we were able to put our son in a daycare because I wanted to work, in daycare we met a couple who just as we were Brazilian descendants of Japanese, (Yumi and Paulo, fictitious names) as their daughter was in the same class of my son I and the girl's mother became friends and then our husbands also became friends and there were times when the two families left together. Yumi worked in a factory and Paulo worked one week during the day and another during the night, when he worked the night it was he who carried and fetched his daughter. Because of the daycare schedule, I couldn't get a job, and all I could do was work at home and have a lot of free time. As he met Paulo every time he took his daughter to day care, we gradually became friends and after the children entered the day care center we kept talking a little, in Brazil he worked as a marketer and so was very nice and outgoing and it was nice to talk to him. On Monday it was cloudy and it seemed to rain but as the day care center was close to home I didn't take the rainguard because I had to carry my son and other things for day care, it was the week that Paul takes his daughter to day care and after the children came in we talked and started to fall a storm, Paul had brought a rainguard and accompanied me to my house, as it rained and thundered I told him to come in and have a coffee until the rain went down of intensity, I had forgotten that I had extended the clothes inside and among the clothes had the sexy lingerie I had worn the night before. Paulo came in and sat on the couch and I went to prepare the coffee, and that's when I remembered the clothes and lingerie that were extended on the curtain track of the living room, I went back to the living room with the coffee and we talked and he talked. Lucy, you must look very sexy wearing the lingerie that is extended. I got a little embarrassed and asked. Does Yumi wear this kind of lingerie too? No, he doesn't. She says she doesn't like it. Even if you gave it to him as a gift? - I don't think so. After our daughter was born, she doesn't like intimacy very much, does she say that most of the time she feels more pain than pleasure. - No, I just get pleasure. I think Marcos is lucky he married you. - I'm lucky I married Marcos. - You're supposed to be horny wearing that lingerie... I smiled and changed the subject, talked a little more, the rain was weaker and he left. At this time when we had sex Marcos said I could have sex with someone else, who wanted to see me fuck someone else, I was more excited, I remembered when he cheated on Marcos taking away the boy's virginity and got more excited, after we made fun of him, I said I wouldn't look for anyone, but if he got a guy who knows... At this time I didn't know if Marcos was saying he wanted to see me with someone else just out of fantasy or if he really wanted me to have sex with someone else, so I didn't tell him about the virgin boy. As for Paul, I thought nothing of him, for I knew that his wife was very jealous and would not forgive a betrayal. They spent a few weeks and one weekend had a family engagement at day care and after the appointment we went to dinner with them and with another couple of descendants, after dinner we went to a karaoke, the very big room, and we were singing and drinking, the wife of the other couple started singing a song and Paulo told Marcos, how about I dance with Lucy and you dance with Yumi, and then talked to the wife, she agreed and dance with the pair changed. I danced with Paulo and every once in a while I felt his hard cock scratching at me, I didn't care because it was an accidental thing for me, just before the music ended, Paul squeezed me in his body and left his hard dick against my body, so it wouldn't get boring I didn't say anything. Then I sang and soon after our son started crying and I kept him in my lap until we left. Coming home I asked my husband. - Did you get hard when you danced with Yumi? - I didn't. - When I danced with Paulo there were times when I felt his hard dick rubbing around in me. - Really! - In the end he squeezed me into his body and left the hard dick on me. - What a bastard! I figured that tonight when we were making love Mark would bring it up and keep telling me that it was Paul who was touching me, but my husband didn't bring it up and I thought he was just telling me to have sex with someone else by fantasy. On Saturday we went for a walk and on the way back my husband spoke. Remember you said you had the fantasy of being a whore for one night? I do, but it's just fantasy. I'm gonna stop by somewhere, which has to do with your fantasy. It was night and our son slept in the baby chair that was in the backseat of our car. Marcos drove the car to a place I didn't know, said we were coming, turned around on a corner and I could see several men walking and several women standing still, most women wore cleavage clothes, came close and talked to the woman, some went into a motel. Marcos said it was women stitching. I watched, Marcos slowly drove and put a hand on my leg and asked if I would like to get out of the car, I said no, but that I had become horny. He went around the place a few times and we left. On the way back he spoke. - Tomorrow night you wear sexy clothes to get back to the scene. - But why the sexy outfit? - So you can get out of the car and get the men's attention. - You're crazy, I don't have the guts. - You get out of the car, you walk a little bit, then you get in the car and we'll leave, or you can do a show... - Doing a show with a stranger... I can't. Coming home the boy woke up and took a long time to sleep, Marcos fell asleep and we didn't have sex. On Sunday afternoon I took a shower and wore a sexy outfit that highlighted my breasts, a mini skirt with a garter strap, I left the room and told Marcos. Is this good enough for us to get out? - You look very sexy, men will fall killing on you! I went to make-up, did a very heavy make-up, before leaving home I had a glass of whiskeys to relax, as I wasn't used to drinking strong drinks I was very cheerful and a little dizzy. Since our son was between a year and two, it was okay to take him along, because he would stay in the car with Marcos. Coming to the scene Marcos took a few laps and stopped the car on a street with little movement, I took courage and got off the car, walked a little and then I was approached by a man, he asked how much fun it was to have fun with me, I answered something, but I didn't remember right, the man walked away and I went back to the car and stood back to the street leaning in the driver's window, talking to my husband, he started touching my breasts, he unbuttoned some buttons leaving the bra in sight with his breasts almost jumping out of the bra, then I was facing the street and several cars passed by slowly, some said some things, after a few minutes I got in the car and went away, I was very excited about what we had done, this night we came back and had a message from Yumi on the answering machine. I called and she said that they weren't understanding how they were supposed to fill out the day care form, and she asked if I could help, and I said that it would help. As the form would have to be delivered on Monday and it was already late, she asked if on Monday I could fill out the form with Paul, I said that after we left the children Paul could come home to fill in together. While I was on the phone Marcos made the boy sleep, I was hot and attacked my husband, I did not rest until I felt satisfied. On Monday after we left the children at the nursery we came to my house, served a coffee and helped fill out the form, Paulo was going to take the form in the day care and I accompanied him to the door, before leaving he thanked me and came to give the 3 kisses on my face, in Japan I got used to this custom, but as we were inside the house I did not worry, he gave two kisses and on the third he turned his face to the side of my face and kissed the corner of my lips, I told him that he was looking like a teenager who wants to steal a kiss. I opened the door and he left. When I went to pick up my son from day care, I met with Yumi, and we talked and she said that the firm asked her to work overtime and that she would have to ask her daughter to stay at day care until later, she asked if I could help again, logically that I agreed to help. The night I told Mark that Paul tried to kiss me but I didn't leave and I was angry with him, Mark said it was best that I didn't do anything to Paul because Yumi was very jealous, I said I thought the same thing and that I would avoid talking to him. On Wednesday when I arrived at day care in Yumi and Paul were with their daughter, they came to talk to me, Yumi asked if after we left the children I could write the order for day care, I said we could go to my house, Yumi said that I had to go to work but that Paul could stop by my house after getting the paperwork from their house. I agreed and they thanked me. I came home and after a little while the doorbell rang, it was Paulo, and I told him to come in, I served him coffee and then I wrote the paperwork. Paul went to take the paperwork at the nursery and I started to fix the house, the bell rang, I saw through the intercom that it was Paulo, I thought there was something wrong with the paperwork and I opened the door and asked if it had given something wrong, he said it had worked out, he said he had forgotten to bring something that Yumi had asked and deliver, I told him to come in, he gave me a package, I thanked him and he asked if he had some water because he had dry throat, I served the water, he drank water and put the glass in the sink and then he went to the door, I opened the door and without any less he grabbed me and tried to kiss me, I didn't let go and I told him to let go, instead of letting go he stuck me on the wall and started kissing my neck and groping my body, I was trying to keep his hands off my body, he let go for a moment and I tried to escape into the room, I think it was that he wanted to think, because I turned the body in the room I was in the room, I was holding my wife, I was not holding my hand with my wife, I was not holding my You're a very hot bitch! I didn't believe what I saw on Sunday. My heart almost stopped, he went on. - On Sunday I went to drink with some friends and we passed where there are many whorehouses, I saw a woman standing by the door of a car, at the time I thought she was very similar to you and came back to observe better, and even with the heavy makeup I recognized it was you! The vision that I had just kept coming out of my head, and I thought, if she does shows, I'm gonna fuck this hottie. He would talk and put his tongue on my neck, he would try to take my shirt, I would hold his shirt and try to stop it, I thought to scream but I was afraid because he could get rougher, beat me, hurt me even kill me, told him to stop and hold the bar of his shirt, he put a hand on my neck and squeezed me a little bit suffocated, I ran out of strength and he pushed me to the kitchen table, the side of the table leans against the wall so I ended up stuck between Paul and the table. He let go of my neck and with both hands held the collar of my shirt and in a sudden motion pulled the shirt to the sides by pulling off the buttons, he tightened me hard by squeezing my belly on the table, with one hand he began to squeeze his breast over the bra and with the other he pulled my shoulder back and he passed his tongue around my neck and back. At that time I had the fantasy of being grabbed and fucked by force, once I fantasized with my husband, wore an old outfit and he grabbed me and tore my clothes and then ate me, that day I enjoyed it several times. When the buttons of the shirt flew the fantasy came into my mind, but this time it was real, I was not trying to convince him to stop, but the memory of the fantasy even I didn't want to get excited, I felt the Paul take one of the breasts out of the bra and when he started passing the nipple fingers my excitement increased, I stopped reacting and he wet his fingers with saliva and again touched the nipple, I felt the fingers slip gently on the nipple, the mouth of the breast hardened, spoke to him to stop, but my voice came out low and trembling, he released my shoulder and put his hand on my face and tried to turn towards my face, he tried to turn towards his face, he tried trying to kiss my mouth, I resisted because I knew if we had a kiss I would not have a turn again, I spoke to him, but I was more excited, but I was putting my hand, I pressed my arm and my arm, I was touching my lip on my shoulder, and I felt my lip on my lips, I felt his tongue, I felt his tongue, I was my tongue, I was my tongue, I stopped reacting him, I stopped pushing him, I had him, I I didn't think about anything else and started enjoying the situation. Paul turned to my body and began to kiss and suck my breasts, caress my ass and was soon lowering my shorts and panties, he made me lie down on the table and spread my legs and looked at my pussy and said it was small and very beautiful, started sucking and penetrating my fingers and then I was moaning and cumming in his mouth. He walked away a little bit and took off his clothes, pulled my arms making me sit at the table, I looked at his cock, I think I looked amazed, until that day I had seen the dick of three boyfriends, that of my husband and the virgin boy, one of the boyfriends was well endowed, but I had never seen a dick like Paul's, he had a thick dick but what scared was the gland, it was much thicker than the body of the stick, it looked like a mushroom. Paul kissed me again, caressed my breasts, and brushed his dick in my pussy, I said. - It's too thick, you're not going in. - You don't have to worry, I'll prepare you right, I won't hurt you. - You'll break me in, Marcos will understand! It's just that you don't have sex with him the same day he won't notice. I held the stick and the fingers barely bypassed the body of the stick and the gland was thicker, really was afraid to get his dick on me. I told him to go to the sofa in the living room, he agreed he sat on the couch and I held the stick and I started to pass the tongue on the glande, the dick was longer than it seemed, had almost a palm, it should be almost 20 cm, the glande was unusual, it looked like a Chinese hat, I tried to put it in my mouth but only the tip of the glande entered me, I passed a lot of saliva on the stick and I started jerking at it, I was around the penis with both hands and licked the glande, I did it for a few minutes and he asked to stop it, he tried the penetration, he stopped it and back to suck my body, it was driving me crazy to be fucked, he kept alternating attempts of penetration with sucking, every attempt he felt my pussy opening up a little bit, with the ones of his lips I pulled over and he felt my pull over the edge, he felt the rest of his pussy, he felt more and he felt the rest of his pussy, Paul laid the glans on my face and I licked back the glans and jerked off his dick until he came, filling my mouth with sperm, I did not swallow, I spit in the toilet and then cleaned myself. I came back wrapped in a towel, Paul grabbed me again and lay down on the table, opened my legs and touched the half erect dick in my pussy, as the stick was half hard, the glande was not hard and entered into my pussy, he started caressing my breasts and slowly felt the gllande grow up inside me, felt like if the pussy was getting clottish, he started moving the stick back and back, I felt the glande rubbing the vaginal walls, it seemed like my inside was being rubbed together with the glande, I felt the glande trying to get out of my pussy, but it seemed that it was not going away, he started moving slowly the stick back and forth, at first it was a little uncomfortable, but soon the discomfort gave way to pleasure, every inward the pleasure increased, I gmmy pain, my pain, I was bit my hand not moing loud, so I didn't groaning loud, so I didn't get angry, I didn't want I was able, I was not going away from the feeling I was in I was in a feeling I was in a while I was in a while I was in a while I was in a while I was He wiped his dick with a tissue, then kissed me, and I told him he'd better go. Since it's getting long, I'll split it into two parts. I only accept requests for friendship from people who make comments in the tales, kisses Lucy The first photo is old, I was 29. Second photo is more recent... The second part I intend to send tomorrow...