I turned whore and my husband loved it

Hi, the story I'm writing is true, my name is Silvia, I'm married to Mauro and we have an eight-year-old son and we have a micro company. Well, it all started a year ago, when my marriage went into crisis, our company was not going well and my husband to try to get out of the crisis, began to devote himself more to work than home. He was always a present husband, but he began to lose his desire, lacked affection, spoke little and had no sex for more than a month. I began to feel a lack of affection, and the lack of sex made me climb walls, having to turn around with the siren. One day I went to the bank to pay a bill and I met a friend from school, I hadn't seen him for a long time, we talked a little, he said he was trying to reorganize his life, he had separated, I said that he was married, but that the marriage was not going well at the time, as we were in a hurry, we said goodbye and exchanged phones to talk better another day. One day he called me to invite me to lunch, we talked and I accepted the invitation, I needed to vent with someone, after lunch he invited me to continue the conversation in his apartment, I didn't see anything else and we went, he was very attentive, he listened to my vent and when I started to cry, he hugged me trying to calm me, suddenly we started to kiss, little by little the erection took over us and when I realized myself, we were naked in bed and he forced his stick into the opening of the bottle, I relaxed and I felt my head go and the stick slipped to the bottom, I hadn't felt a sting in the bottle for a long time. I knew I was doing something very wrong, but it was good, since the betrayal was consummated, so I decided to take advantage, with the comings and goings of that tasty dick, I enjoyed tasty, he moaned and also laughed, I felt the jet of shit passing through the channel of the toilet, so he pulled out from inside the bucket, I saw the condom full of shit, I had never seen such a quantity, much greater than that of Mauro. While we were resting and still having fun, my chip fell, I had just cheated on my husband, I got scared, I got dressed quickly, I left home as fast as I could. The feeling of guilt began to torment me and every time I looked at my son, it got worse, I felt dirty, I went to the bathroom and cried a lot, but the weight on my conscience did not give me peace, my husband did not deserve it, he had always been a good father and an exemplary husband, we had a wonderful son and it was not his fault what was happening between us, but the crisis that fell on the company. When he arrived late at night, I was already resolved to tell him and accept the consequences of my act. I waited for him to take a bath and already in bed, I said that I needed to have a serious conversation with him, he asked if it could be leave another day, I said no, what I have to tell you is serious and has to be now. I took a moment and started talking, today I did something unforgivable, but I have to tell you, I know that after that our marriage is over, that you will never forgive me. He asked to get straight to the point because I was getting nervous, so I spoke at once, today I met a friend, we went to lunch and then we went to his apartment and he ate me, I betrayed you with him, you can do whatever you want with me, just don't let our son suffer, you do what's best for both of you. She closed her eyes, started to cry, was silent for a long time, then hugged me and spoke, I'm very angry, let's not rush, we have to think about our son, let's cool our head, then we figure out what to do, we cry together until we fall asleep. We didn't speak for three days, then on Saturday morning he said we had to talk about the betrayal, my legs were shaking, it was time for the truth. He started saying that when I told him, he got very angry, even thought about separating, but because of the boy he preferred to cool his head cold, at first it hurt a little, but then, whenever he remembered that you had given to another, he got a hard-on, I was enjoying being horny, he was imagining the other's dick entering his bouquet. I know it's weird what I'm saying to you, but it's the plain truth, I'm loving being a horn, I don't want to be separated from you, I love you more than ever and I loved the horn you gave me. I was amazed, because I did not expect to be forgiven, I gave him a hug thanking him for forgiveness, we went to bed and climbed nice as we did not do before. After lunch we were lying in bed resting, he wanted to know if I had been good, if it was nice to mess with my friend. I replied that it was very good, that my friend was very hot, he had a headed stick and very hot, I liked it so much that I made fun of it several times, I loved to see that jerk come out of the shed with the condom full of shit and know that I had given this pleasure to him. Showing me the hard stick, he asked me to tell the details, while he caressed the baby, after telling everything, we climbed and had a good time, later he asked me if I would like to climb with my friend again, I replied that although I liked it, I would rather not do it again, that it was wrong to do this, that I was sorry. On Wednesday, he came home for lunch and said he had a proposition to make to me, I asked what it was. He said if he asked me to climb with my friend just one more time, if I would, I said he must be crazy to want me to do it again. He said that it would be only this time, if it was good before, imagine now, released and without feeling guilty. I answered that all right, I would do it only this time because he was insisting, but deep down I was wanting to climb again with my friend. I said that right after lunch I would call my friend and then I would call the company and tell them that we had agreed. Later I called him telling him that everything was all right, that at seven o'clock he was going to pick me up at the supermarket and from there we would go to his apartment, today you will have the pleasure of seeing my little face satisfied and broken by your partner. At five o'clock Mauro came home, helped me get dressed, I had to be pretty for my friend to eat me good all this was making us very horny, we had to control ourselves not to climb before I left. Shortly before seven Mauro took me to the supermarket and waited to see if everything was okay, I found my friend and we went past the front of our car, I signaled to Mauro, who started the engine and drove away. We went straight to his apartment and very horny we took off our clothes, we did a 69 and we sucked a lot, then I put the condom on his dick, I went over and I sat on his dick stuffing everything, leaving only the bag outside, then I rolled, I went up and down until we were having a good time, feeling the dick pulsating and spitting in the bottom of my bucket protected by the condom, then comes out of the top leaving the cock still half hard falling on his stomach with the condom stuffed and milky by the huge amount of fucking inside it. We just didn't have anal sex, because I'm not ready, we climbed in different positions, and we made out three times, we got exhausted, we rested for a while and I asked him to take me home, it was already ten o'clock at night. While he was in the bathroom, I called home and spoke to Mauro, saying that everything was fine, that I was already going home, that I had been fucked three times. He was leaving me at home and as soon as he got out with the car, Mauro and came to meet me, you could see the hard stick inside the bermuda, I had to calm him down so as not to be eaten in the garden, we went quickly to the room, I took off my clothes and he stood admiring the state of the bucket all swollen, with the hole open and enlarged of both take stick, smoothed, kissed, sucked making fun of me, he looked like a child when he wins a new gift, not resisting stuck his stick in it and quickly mocked. We rested from the climb and then asked to tell the details and we fucked again, then we slept exhausted. The next day, still cheerful, I went to work, the night while we were climbing remembering the adventure of the previous night, I asked if I could climb with my friend again, I said that I had enjoyed fucking with two cocks in the same day, was loving being a whore, just finished saying yes and made fun of me full of fuck. The next week, I made another appointment, this time at the mall, the Moor took me to the appointment and from there we went to climb, but soon on the first climb the condom perforated, leaking a lot of shit inside the bottle, I was scared, but he reassured me by showing recent tests, gave the tests to check, I felt safe, we started without the condom and it was very nice to feel the softness of the head entering the bottle and the hot shit still flowing from the bottom of the bottle. When it was time to leave, I washed myself and put toilet paper to protect my panties, because I still had a lot of shit inside me and when it ran down I didn't wet my clothes, going home I felt the shit running down and soaking the paper. When I arrived Mauro came running to meet me and was soon passing his hand on the bottle, noticed the difference, so I said that the condom had burst, that the bottle was dirty with cock, but my friend showed me recent tests and that there was no danger of illness, that he had put his hand on the toilet paper that he had used to protect his underwear, but that the paper was soaked with the cock dripping from her. We went straight to the room and he took some pictures of the baby still with the paper and then her with the fucking running and with pieces of paper glued to the combs, the paper was already falling off so wet, he stuck his finger in the middle of the fucking, licked and sucked drinking all the fucking he can reach with his tongue, made me laugh in his mouth, then ate me saying that he was going to mix the fucking in the sleazebag I had just fucked with another. After this day, Mauro asks me to go get some milk for him, which I do promptly, while the little horn is waiting for me at home, Mauro proposed to me to climb with the lover in front of him, I would like to see the other stick in my pocket, but for now, I don't feel prepared for that, I think it's very humiliating for him and I would be ashamed to climb in front of him, but who knows in a while. Now the business is going well, he even changed the treatment with the employees, who always ask me what I did to change it so much, I answer that it's a secret, that I can not tell anyone, the recipe is a family secret, after all, he and I form a family. A month ago, the lover called to say that he had met a woman and was in a serious relationship, that he was looking to start a new family. With no hard feelings, I wished him luck, and we reduced it to once or twice a month, so as not to arouse suspicion in the girlfriend, after all, our involvement is only sexual, that is, horny, sex and pleasure. If you have any couples interested in exchanging experiences and photos you can get in touch. As Mauro always says, it doesn't spoil, it's delicious and it's not hurting anyone, what's wrong with it? Kisses to you!