I realized my fantasy, saw my fiancée with another

I've always found my fiancée to be horny, having sex with her is the best thing in the world. Sometimes I sit on the edge of the bed staring at her naked and ask for her legs to open up and admire her hairy little mouthpiece, adore her hairs that fall down through a tightly closed muzzle, her lips are close and fleshy; caress her pubic muscles between her thighs. Caress her big fat breasts when she lies apart with hard nipples, boobs any man would dream of making into Spanish women. Her thick thighs are warm and soft.
All this craving that I have for her leads me to hallucinatory thoughts and fantasies. We've done a lot of shenanigans together. Several times we used objects in our trances, once at the beach house, I got up went into the kitchen grabbed a spoon and asked her to masturbate using it, stood there watching as she put one hand on the spoon while the other massaged her full breasts, punched an eyeball looking at her, enjoyed between her boobs then ate from her hot little mouthful was crazy
It was one night in a motel room, we were talking about sex and fantasies when she asked me if I imagined her fucking someone else while I watched her masturbate.
I asked her to tell me about the first time she had sex. She smiled and said, "Do you really want to know?"
She began to tell me how it happened, she went with a friend from college, they left the bar, he offered her a ride, on the way he proposed and ended up in a motel bed by chance at the same hotel we were staying that day, a motel in Mantiqueira mountain range (northern area of São Paulo). While I was talking, he fondled my dick gently and then commented on how aroused I am. He told me that the boy's cock is as hard as mine when he penetrated it.
She couldn't resist, so I went over to her and opened up her legs... and shoved the roll into her mouthpiece as she crawled in.
Between one outing and the next, she always rolled a topic around it. Until one day, she asked me again the same question: Do you want to see me give to another?
I was silent again, looking at her smooth and beautiful face, staring into that fleshy mouth, imagining how much of a hard-on she could give to a man -- it's like owning a Ferrari, letting someone drive around the block, then hearing them comment on what this is.
I told her that yes, she would like to see another man die of a hard-on with her. She didn't say anything but smiled at me and we had sex very hotly.
A few months have passed. It was in the month of February this year, when I arrive at her apartment as usual I force the doorknob and only ring the doorbell if it's locked because she knows my approximate arrival time usually leaves the door open logically when his parents are not home they stay a couple of months here then another inside
When I pushed the doorknob, the door opened. It was about eight o'clock at night and there were no lights in the room and it had a very low volume so I went quietly inside because she would turn around and move and surprise me with things like waiting for me naked on her bed dressed as a whore or something.
The door to her parents' room was half open, (the door is shrimp-style, of those that fold in the middle when opened).
As I approached the door, I heard groans and a light was on. Looking out of the opening there she lay with a boy practically naked; he had no shirt between his legs, they were frenetically kissing and caressing each other. At that moment I felt bad about it but then relaxed and thought: "She asked me this question", I replied, "she's simply fulfilling my fantasy". Seeing me there, she came back with more desire for him. She wanted to give herself willingly because I had said that I would see her provoke a hallucinatory horny in the other one.
I didn't know if the boy had any idea that I was there, that this transaction would be a realization of fantasy.
I could see when she put her mouth to his ear, then looked at me and motioned for me to come in. As soon as I came in, she slapped her hand gently on the edge of the bed; I sat there where she had struck it with my hand, she looked up and smiled, stood up into mine ears, he continued sucking from her breasts, whispering:
- kills his desire to see me giving it away, watching your wife get eaten, looking at my bouquet like this wet.
I smiled at her and said:
- Fucking hot, I want to see him explode with you.
I just sat there watching them, not touching her.
The boy lowered his body down on hers, reaching for the bottle and remarking how hairy and wet she was. She opened her lips to kiss him; he licked and sucked at her clitoris.
- He sucks me, he licks my pussy.
One hand was braiding the boy's hair, another massaging his breasts.
After a while, the boy came to her mouth and kissed her frantically. He told her how pretty she was; he knelt near her head. She held his scroll. It was large, it took almost two hands to cover it, thick, when placed in his mouth all that could be swallowed was its head, his mouth became so full that his cheeks burned up. He made circular movements with the head of the scroll in his throat for sucking out the remainder of the stick, pulled it from his mouth and slid his lips sideways, his fleshy open-mouthed lips were wet, salivating leaving the roll shining. I used to admire how much she enjoyed that roll in her mouth because it always sucked me like this, but I couldn't see her doing it as perfectly as I could now.
They moaned and talked, writhing and smiling at each other.
She put her hand underneath the pillow, brought out a condom, opened it on tooth as she usually did because of its thickness in rolls. It took some work putting that down, didn't go all the way through the roll, was just below middle.
She opened her legs, pulled him by the neck, gave him a kiss and then said in a soft voice.
- Fuck me, stick his dick in my pussy and fuck me good.
He just laid down between her legs.
She grabbed his stick and steered it into the mouth of her bottle, slowly slipping away from him as she went in.
Her hand held mine, and she smiled at me as he pushed the roll into it. She squeezed my hand like she wanted me to know what I was feeling in that moment.
The boy leaned on his arms lifting the body, she with bent legs gave a wonderful view.
She repeatedly asked:
- Fuck me, fuck it all up.
While he was fucking , his lips said:
- Hot, hot, hot bouquette. Open it up and open it up!
I could see the scroll going in and out of her, its hair moving with his dick's movement, she was holding and squeezing my hand, her breasts wobbling with the motion, her moans were hallucinatory.
They fucked like that for a long time.
He pulled the stick slowly out of her, lay down with his head at the foot of the bed, she knelt open-legged on it, he held up her buttocks and opened them wide. She grabbed a rolling pin and tucked into the bucket sitting gently moaning as they both groaned while the roller rolled in.
I could now see the bottle go in and out of that delicious little jar, her lips accompanying him as he went into it. Her mouth was wide open swallowing all the boy's roll; she held his buttocks wide open so I could watch him enter my own jar with his ass moving too.
That big, thick roll went in and out. The hair from the bouquet accompanied it...
My dick was hard pointing to wrists alone, my desire to fuck her was huge but I didn't want to stop looking at them.
I watched her breasts sway with the fucking motion.
With her butt open, she could see clearly when he put his finger in the little hole of her asshole and made a circular motion on that drill bit.
- Stick your finger up my ass, stick it.
He forced his finger, and I could see it sinking down into her asshole... sticking the stick in her little bicep... moving his fingers up and out of that hot, tasty butt.
He squeezed the sheets, let out a moan as if in pain but it was hard-on.
- Enjoy, enjoy my role in this hot little whore. It's very nice to see you enjoying yourself.
While he was talking, she pushed the roll into the bottom of her bucket leaving only his bag outside. His finger disappeared in her asshole.
She lay down on him, he took his finger off her ass and caressed it. He kissed its fleshy lips gently.
She lay down next to him, grabbed his dick... pulled out her condom and asked that he kneel near her mouth.
He stuck the roll in his mouth, could only suck on the head of the stick. While he was sucking, he would clench a fist and squeeze it when he brought his hand towards its head.
The boy who was going to make fun of her, he was writhing all over.
- I want you to enjoy my boobs, and I wanna see your hot fucking flow right through them.
While I was asking him, he would jerk off.
And then the fuck came pouring out of her breasts, and that fart was coming like a horse's fart.
She smiles at how much fucking falls on her breasts.
- has fun, enjoys it. Lips me up in the ass... makes me feel like a jellyfish!
While he was mocking, she would pull the skin of her stick back and squeeze it again, dropping every last drop.
When she was done with him, she turned to me and waved for me to get on top of her.
He took my stick out, punched me in the face for a very short time and when he sensed that I was going to make fun of him...
- I want you in my mouth.
He shoved my dick in his mouth, and the fuck came out. She sucked it like a fluid with a clogged straw.
While he was making fun of you in his mouth, I heard him screaming with excitement.
My dick was dripping on her lips.
He lay between us and stroked the roll of both.
We were introduced, he was a show boy that she had looked for in the newspaper and they met, talked to each other and she arranged with him as she wanted it.
He was a dark-skinned young man, about six feet tall.
Through him we got to know some couples' nightclubs, which at least once a month we frequented.
Well, that's how my fiancée fulfilled my fantasy of seeing her fuck another man.
And it was wonderful.