My husband is a cuckold

Hi, chicken. I was a member of this site, I went away for a while but I'm returning and I'm going to publish my short stories again, they're from my married life, from the betrayals I've made during my marriage. My name is Lucineide and I live in São Bernardo do Campo – SP, I have been married for 14 years and have 3 children. All the information is real, name, city and the data, I'm not omitting anything because my husband's horn deserves it. It all started when we were dating, I liked him very much, but he always let me down, we almost didn't have sex, it was very rare to have sex, being optimistic, at most once a month and look there. Get me dressed, wear cleavage, short skirts, practically beg to have sex, and nothing. Until I found an ex-boyfriend named Sandro, his nickname Toco. We talked at the ABC Shopping mall in Santo André, we talked a lot, he complimented me and gave me a nice line, he wouldn't take his eyes off my breasts, until he asked me out, I told him that I was dating and that I would think about it. We said good-bye, and he took me by surprise with a nice, hot kiss, gave me his phone number and said he'd wait for the answer, hid the number and let it roll because I didn't like him to have a serious relationship, it was just sex anyway. I confess that finding him made me extremely excited, because he was always present, very much present, did not leave me in the hand, on the contrary, besides having a cock with very large and thick size, unlike my husband, his is very small, a tiny worm. Anyway, after practically a month and I got back in hand, I thought, I'm going to look for my ex and kill this fire, because I couldn't take it anymore, I called my ex and we had a date at the same mall, we had a chopp and we went to the motel right there, it was crazy, it drove me crazy, we had sex for hours, and I had a lot of fun, he really took it and ate me all the way, used and abused all my holes. We took a shower and he left me near my house so I wouldn't get in the face. It was so good that I kept the exits parallel to my relationship. Until one fine day I learned that I was pregnant with my ex, I was desperate, but I managed to convince my husband that his son was and that we needed to get married, he came in, talked to my family and we got married, held parallel meetings with my ex who knew that his son was his, but at no point questioned anything, liked the situation of having a child with me and keeping sexual relations parallel to my marriage. The months went by and after a year my ex asked me to have another child with him, without thinking too much I agreed with him, we had another son, and similarly my husband who barely touched me believed me, like a beautiful horn that is never questioned anything and cares for the children until today, are already teenagers. I still have sexual relations with my ex, Sandro, and with others, I assume that I like to do that, it turns me on to know that I'm putting horns on my husband. Maybe I won't order him some more kids. I hope you enjoy my first story, and soon I'll be publishing other betrayals throughout my marriage.