first experience

This is an experience I wish to share with you. I've been married for 20 years, and my husband and I have always had a very active and intense sex life. We like to imagine situations involving a third person. My husband loves that I wear provocative clothing like neckties, thin-woven blouses with no underwear which always provokes men a lot because my beaks are huge and they're super prominent in the blouses, slit skirts and suggestive dresses. I have thick, well-turned legs which I value with heels always very high. Modesty aside, I'm a charming woman who is beautiful and attractive... sexy and perfumed. And it gives me the heebie-jeebies to see men covet me because I love showing off! I frequently go to the beach, so most of the year is spent sunbathing. On such occasions my husband loves to show me off on the beach in tiny bikinis or very short shorts. Our marriage is perfect, it's solid. We have total trust in each other and we love and respect each other very much so we decided that the time had come to put our fantasies into practice. We set some boundaries and conditions, among them that it would be a one-time thing with the chosen partner and I'd never do anything alone or hidden from him and vice versa. The first thing I did was put an ad on the Internet. I got a hundred e-mails and sorted through them, so I kept corresponding with some. I gave one of them my phone number and then, one night he called me full of desires and lust making me crazy.His provocative voice soon made me get my panties very wet.He told me to put his hand on my underwear while talking obscenities in my ear and what he wanted to do with me.My husband next door listening to me speak spicy things and provoking , full of desire for the guy who was speaking to me on the telephone, was super excited and when we hung up went nuts . We repeated this experience a few more times, and it was always wonderful. Meanwhile I continued to correspond with other friends by e-mail. Then came the one who touched me most, I don't know why because we never exchanged pictures but his handwriting and how he described himself made me want to meet him. We arranged to have coffee at a shopping mall in São Paulo, and it was the first time that I would meet someone. It was three o'clock in the afternoon and it was very hot, so I put on a blue dress to accentuate my tanned appearance made of soft silk fabric with an apron cut off behind me lace without brassiere and soon my beaks were protruding there was such excitement about getting ready for our long-awaited meeting. When I parked at the mall, I called my husband's cell phone and told him how I was dressed. And he sat there on the other end of the line looking like an asshole. Then I called his boyfriend -- so far only virtual -- and let him know where I had parked to come meet me as we agreed, and then I saw him coming in. At first glance I liked it: about six feet tall, must have been around 80 pounds with neatly trimmed dark brown hair but a little grayish; elegant, well-dressed, and when he got close enough, I realized that he smelled very bad. Approved upon initial analysis. So I got ready to get out of my car, and obviously let the dress go up a little bit on his thighs as we were going down... which gave him quite a taste of what was in store for him. We squeeze each other, and face-to-face chatter is already flowing freely. We were talking like old friends to a place where we could sit and talk. We talked about various subjects and then he said that he liked me very much, did not expect so much from it, I had exceeded all his expectations. He was very pleasant, polite, inspiring and engaging. We agreed to meet more often, perhaps for lunch or dinner. I told him that I had to leave because there were still some things for me to do, so he readily offered to walk me to my car. At the farewell he came to give me a little kiss on my face and I purposely and shamelessly turned slightly his face and he kissed me corner of mouth immediately he embraced me and gave me a breath-taking kiss. When I told him that he had to leave, however, he still insisted on me staying a little longer and asked if he could get in the car to say goodbye better. I said no and we would talk by phone the next day so maliciously let my dress go up a bit more at time of getting into the car and from outside he can have a great view of my wonderful thighs and I was able to notice the volume which immediately appeared in his trousers. I waved and walked away. I called my husband again to tease him a little bit more, and he confessed that he was crazy with jealousy and horny at the same time. He wanted to come home right away and suck me all up. When he got home, he gave me a long delicious kiss and quickly shoved his hand underneath my dress and putting one finger deep in my socket called me the hot little bitch because I was still too wet. Needless to say, we had another wonderful night of top-notch sex and fantasized about being with my boyfriend who was replaced by a big fat toy that we have for those special occasions. The next morning, I found a message from my boyfriend who wasn't just online anymore. His name was Mario. He said he wanted to meet me again and that he got so crazy and horny he masturbated that night thinking about me. Now it was time to move on to the second part of his plan, because he had no idea that my husband knew and followed everything, much less encouraged me or wanted to see me sleep with him. Logically, I've been slowly shifting our conversation from e-mails to waiting for an opportunity to open the game without freaking him out. So I invited him to go with me to Guarujá, at first he was very excited then asked if there were any problems so I explained that he wouldn't stay in my apartment because we should be staying in a hotel but would have all day on the beach. By then he hadn't mentioned my husband or me, but a day at the beach would be guaranteed and I was sure that we could make the most of it. On Friday night, my husband and I went to Guarujá. We'd arranged for our friend to call us on his cell phone when he got there, and that anticipation would make you horny as hell. I was wearing a light red dress with nothing underneath, and my husband spent the whole trip passing his hands on my thighs making a spectacle of himself to the truckers in the road. Our excitement levels were very high, and at some moments I sucked him while he drove without any concern for nearby cars. Arriving at the apartment we made some drinks and were dating, listening to music, dancing and super anxious because there would always be a possibility that my virtual boyfriend wouldn't show up, but around 11:30 pm he called informing me that he was arriving in Guarujá. So I took the opportunity to take a long and delicious bath, put on some tiny lycra shorts so tight that they split my nightgown in half. And wore only the top of my white bikini which was tall enough for me... My husband couldn't control himself any longer and he would stand all the time with a hard-on sticking out of his trousers smoothing it, and when I wanted to smack him upside down he asked me to stop because otherwise he wouldn't be able to resist and make fun at the same time. We were in such a crazy crowd that it was hard to hold on, when Mario called saying he'd already stayed and if I would like to go have something with him. Obviously my husband wouldn't let me go out with that huge hard-on to meet a guy I was crazy about getting laid, so I asked him to be patient and wait until the next day when we would meet on the beach. He hesitated a little bit but I promised to reward him very well the following day, then he started telling me how much horny he was, how his dick was throbbing from wanting to see me and just hearing my voice almost made it fun. I realized that he was almost joking and thought it best to interrupt this chatter so as to make him even warmer the next day. Now it was time for me to calm down and soothe my husband who had been making a little handshake looking at me enjoying the phone call. We decided that it would be better to leave for the next day because otherwise we could get half-dropped. The next morning we woke up super early. Such was our anxiety. After a nice bath I put on a tiny black bikini with white lycra pants over it, and to get out of the building without attracting too much attention I wore a V-neck T-shirt covering my protruding little bundle that was too tightly marked by dark colored bikinis. Socks and sneakers were beautiful, sturdy irresistibly. My husband was immediately astonished. He was very handsome too, bearded and super smelly. I had arranged with my husband that we would meet an hour and a half later at a certain kiosk, and that I would introduce them to each other. My husband should immediately leave his friend alone so as not to frighten him or scare him; in the meantime I was supposed to make him super excited so he wouldn't think too much about it and accept our invitation for us to continue our little games at home. We went for a walk and it didn't take me long to get my shirt off because the sun was hot, so I had this great excuse. So Mario opened his mouth when he saw me in that tiny bikini top which only covers those huge beaks of mine. We stopped at a kiosk and had some beers. By then he was leaning on me all the time and would not miss an opportunity to touch or compliment me. I suggested that we go to a kiosk where the beats are delicious and there we went to the place agreed with my husband who in about 30 minutes should arrive. We took an umbrella and ordered two drinks, I only gave him a small sip and said that he would rather have one beer, obviously my intention was to make him drink both before the husband arrived. So I reached out and grabbed my suntan lotion, put it on the front of his body. And then naturally he turned around to me from behind. When I felt his hands touching me, I got a chill and he noticed it and was all excited about that. His soft hands gently slid down my back causing many shivers and making me wet all over. It was already obvious how much volume he had in the pants. At this moment I saw my husband at the kiosk looking at us and witnessing the whole scene. I pretended not to see him and he remained watching from far away for some more time. Mario was now putting sunscreen on my thighs and of course every once in a while his hands would lightly touch my little bundle, so my husband thought it was time to get closer, he came towards us with two glasses, so I pretended that I had just seen him and got up with Mario looking at me surprised not knowing what I was going to do saw myself walking toward my husband whom I greeted with a kiss and introduced each other without saying who is my husband only mentioning the name of both. Junior handed Mario one cup of coffee and another to me and ordered another one for him. The three of us sat down, and the very nice Junior asked Mario how long we had known each other. What did he do? So Junior with the biggest stick face talked to Mario - beautiful my wife isn't it? Mario was half speechless, but soon recovered from his fright and said he didn't understand. Junior immediately told him to calm down because he wasn't even a little jealous and that to tell the truth he would be very proud of having a beautiful woman coveted by other men. Mario who had already taken three or four caipirinhas and with a crazy hard-on, decided to pay to see. The sun was hot and we decided to cool off, so the three of us went into the water...What a wonderful thing, you can't imagine what I looked like with two beautiful males at my disposal. What a marvelous game for both of them in the water, sometimes one would put his hands on my butt, then the other, both disguising or pretending not to see each others movements underwater. There were moments when I couldn't even distinguish whose hand touched my thighs, buttocks or breasts. Delicious....... Of course, before we got back to our chairs you both needed a swim. The heat was unbearable, the sun too strong and I didn't neglect my boys. These half-disguised pranks were very provocative and each of us was certainly enjoying the situation. We stayed in this game for a long time. I purposely suggested that we go again to cool off, but Junior compliantly refused and asked Mario to accompany me. Needless to say, Mario touched me all the way underwater, and for the first time in many years he experienced the sensation of having another cock leaning on me. That atmosphere of anticipation and suspense was very good. When Junior invited Mario to try the coconut milkshake he left in his apartment refrigerator where we could turn on the air conditioning and get more at ease, my heart almost jumped out of my mouth. I didn't know if Mario would accept or decide to end it all by leaving. Of course Mario did not refuse the invitation... We stopped by his hotel, and we waited in the lobby while he went to take a shower and get his papers and car keys. And then Junior confessed to me that he was really enjoying all of it and wanted to eat everything I could get his hands on, kissing my neck and giving me the creeps. Mario didn't take long, he must have been anxious to see what would roll... We went to our apartment in his car. Junior asked Mario for ice, intending to leave him more at ease while he served the beats to both of them. I put on some music, lit up a very aphrodisiac incense and went to take a shower so that my two stubborn males could smell good. Properly perfumed, I returned to the room wearing a white dress glued onto my body with nothing else underneath but high heels which immediately caused sighs and exclamations from both of us. The atmosphere smelled of sex, the mixture of my perfume with incense and drinks created an air of expectation and complicity. Mario was a bit puzzled by my husband's comment and tried to disguise his hard-on, you could see the size of his dick in his shorts as if he wanted to jump out. Junior noticing my excitement gave me a long, fiery kiss and then whispered in my ear that I was a very hot little bitch who wanted to see me have fun like never before so he headed for the shower leaving both of us alone in the room. I handed Mario a beaten glass and went into the kitchen to fetch me an ice-cold beer. She purposely stormed out showing off for him, just as she likes to do - provoking men's lust by making them want her so badly that they eat her with their eyes. Mario settled down in an armchair, and I totally uninhibited and loose on account of drinks and games started dancing sensuously provocating him even more. He stood up and hugged me tight and his muscular arms squeezed me against him and gave me a breathless tongue kiss. Without any further resistance, I pushed my hand into his shorts and was able to hold that delicious stiff throbbing dick for the first time. Junior arrived in the room and settled down on the sofa, so Mario made mention of moving away but he told him to be at ease anyway Mario went to sit in an armchair then I invited junior to dance with me because it was playing a song that I like very much. My husband came over, hugged me and started pretending to dance ,then more smoothed my ass than anything else giving a real show for Mario who already had his mast out smoothing himself. So my husband realizing that I was coveting this wonderful dick called Mario to dance with me because he would get more drink. But when Mario approached me I bent down and stuck his whole cock in my mouth, he shivered and almost mocked. Junior came closer, then it was his turn to stick his tasty dick in my mouth and when I realized that he could make fun of me I stopped and swallowed Mario's. Junior carried me in his lap, and sat on the couch giving me a tongue bath sucking at one breast then another went downhill until he got to my soaked bottle then opened up my legs and started suckling me with such willingness that I immediately relished not being able to hold it any longer. Mario approached and thrust that stick all at once into my little mouth making me laugh again in huge spasms, receiving inside of me this wonderful male while sucking the other one who gave so much pleasure to me for many years. I wanted more, all of it. All the things that for a long time I'd read and seen in movies and fantasized about... Junior, realizing that I was joking again took his hard cock out of my mouth put me down on the carpet and with his tongue lubricated my already throbbing ass so willingly and began to thrust his little stick into me slowly giving me such pleasure that immediately I started rolling it all inside myself. When I had completely broken through junior came out from within me and offered me to Mario who at once stuck his mast in my pocket making me groan for pain and pleasure And then they started this wonderful game of swapping back and forth on my upturned ass. It didn't take long for them both to have fun. We lay on the living room floor for a few minutes, and I noticed that my knees were skinned from the carpet so I went to take a cool shower. When I entered the room Mario got up and dragged me with him to the bathroom, and after taking a shower he offered me his pint so that I would cheer him on, totally redone carried me into the room and shoved everything in it, Junior woke up and looked excited at the scene and we started all over again for many other times. We never found him again, as we had arranged only once with each person. If you identify with Mario's profile, write me because we have many other fantasies that want to realize. I'm sorry, but this is not the place for you.