I cheated on my husband, I'm addicted!!
Good afternoon/Good night!!
This is my first report here.
I'm writing in the mornings when my son Thomaz is at school, I am home alone, it was the only time I arranged, the rest of the day my son stays up would never be able to write.
Let me introduce myself to you:
My name is Fatima, I'm 35 years old, I am white, almost milk-white, short and a bit chubby, black hair curled well done, easily reaching my buttocks (My family are all evangelical, I belong to an assembly where women should have their hair combed), waist somewhat wide, my hips are large, my breasts are spaced out yet also big.
I was born and grew up in a small town called Jussara-GO, always been quite shy as an adolescent but got married early at the age of 18 after my father found out about my secret affair and forced me to marry this boy who is still married today.
Despite the regrets for being a shy girl in youth, after I got married and went to live with my husband, we were very young and without experience. In our first year of marriage We had sex quite often 4 or 5 times a week. could at that time withstand larger ones.
It was all very new to us, and over time we learned.
I started to like sex a lot, he didn't even have to ask me. I wore provocative clothes everyday such as shorts that leave my savings out when it was not the shorts I used short pajamas without panties and walked around the house provoking him never failed always ended in sex
When I turned 19, a year after we were married, I became pregnant with Thomaz, my only son who is now 16.
Even during the pregnancy, we had frequent sex. We didn't stop until I was in my last month of gestation.
That's for you to see how I liked it.
Life that follows, we lived a few years until moving to Pirenópolis-GO where I live today. This happened when I was 25, the time passed when I reached 30 my husband started working with truck, where he traveled all over Brazil, there were times he stayed for one week away.
Until then everything was fine for me, only that time passed and it became more complicated for me. There were days when I wanted to fuck him but he wasn't there.
One time when I was in my 32s, a guy introduced me to him at a party at a friend's house. Nothing out of the ordinary. It was just like...
Beauty time passed and I went more often to this friend's house, and he was always there because he was a friend of the brother of my friend.
Anyway, we exchanged glances and occasional conversations over time. We became 'friends'.
We used to see each other a lot, so much that we started crossing boundaries in conversation. That's when I realized he was kind of into me.
My friend came up to me and said that he wanted to be with me, she knew I was married, I told her everything. She said my husband had definitely cheated on me before.
But my friend was worldly, didn't go to church, a woman of life. She made up her mind and said that he was a cat and I should take advantage because she suspected my husband had been unfaithful with me.
I flashed for a few weeks, didn't take him.
I drifted away from that friend for a while, but eventually grew close again.
I didn't get another one, so I ended up with it.
It was like that for a few months, about two months I think.
We just stayed, and I refused to cross that line.
And it was always at my friend's house, because by that time my son was 13, impossible to be in my home.
A lot of times when we'd hang out, there would be warm kisses and handshakes and everything. And I used to act like that because I was always shy even though I liked sex.
When he was rolling those tongue kisses, he'd touch my ass. Not at first but when he got intimate with me...
I was ashamed, but there's nothing to do. In my pre-marriage days...
That boy would take, even get hard and I could feel him hardening in my body.
I'll admit it was very tempting, but I held on to myself and wouldn't let go of the kisses.
Detail, we always stayed when my friend's brother was away but it was out of the house. It was in our area and she would cover for us.
But you know how it is, intimacy only grew between us. One day it rained and we went inside the house... my friend stayed in the living room...
Just that day I was in my skirt, he had never touched me with a skirt.
Except that day he grabbed me by my skirt, I tried to take his hand away a few times but the kiss was so hot I let it roll. It's the first time in all of my life another man has put his hand directly on my butt.
When the kiss came back, I was groped again. It made me horny, but every time I'd fake it by walking away and feeling his dick super hard on my body...
He pressed me against his body and didn't stop for a moment to grope, I realized that he was very naughty when I took some slaps on the ass, I held his hand and asked him to calm down, as I am extremely white soon appeared the mark of his hand in my butt, when I looked back I noticed this, the caps were not too strong but enough to leave slightly red.
I'm quite chubby. Like I said, he must have felt the same way my husband did when he first touched me naked.
Although I wasn't naked, my panties didn't help much by leaving me exposed almost as a nude.
We were standing there, stomping on each other and I had a bed next to it. It wasn't gonna do any good.
When he wanted to take off my panties I wouldn't let him, said it was not the time yet, didn't feel ready for the occasion.
I could see that he wasn't happy, but I was not willing to go through with it.
But at the same time I saw that the mood even dropped, it was one out of my part, but I'm shy, very conservative, I had never until this moment fucked another man, already found quite strange to be touched.
Feeling the atmosphere tense we counted kisses, only that in fact it was not like before, he with a hard stick and I denying.
Until I made up my mind, went to the door and locked it.
I told him we weren't gonna have sex, but I wouldn't leave him like that.
I sat on the edge of my bed and pulled him close to me, very embarrassed. Very much so.
He was wearing dark blue cloth panties that were wet, his dick drooling and melted all over her. I got so embarrassed there's no way around it.
I stuck my hand in and pulled his dick out. My husband is white, not like me but he's white!
The boy was half brown, his cock dark and full of veins, not to mention the size bigger than my husband's a big head half blond who was drooling leaking that pre-ejaculatory zinc honey I was speechless, its dick few inches from my face
It could easily have been six inches, almost eight.
I held him and wiped with my fingers the pre-ejaculatory honey that was coming out, I kept passing his finger until he took everything off, when I hit a blow for it its cock seemed to burst, pulsed in my hands, I even got trembling, hitting one of light wasn't the best option, again came out the pre ejaculatory Honey, he was full of horny by me, It took some time till mouth first I licked head like ice cream lambo did massage on your sack to relieve a little for him, left well relaxed, not wanting to brag but am an expert at preliminaries a little shy I fixed my eyes in his eyes, licked looking directly at him, I like to pass the tongue willingly, so I did, that big head filled all of my language.
When I gave the first blowjobs, it was his turn to shake all over. Particularly love watching a man squirm as I suck and taste my cock.
I love to passionately breastfeed, my husband jokes with me saying that I'm a hungry cow when I suck him.
The boy's dick was big and tasty, I sucked every little bit of it, got so excited that I licked his balls. They were hairy.
When the shame was gone, I let go for good.
He even punched me in the face, and I'm not gonna deny that it was nice to feel those pulsating veins touching my cheek.
I tried to swallow it whole. My husband's, yes, and the boy's as well but almost threw up when his head hit my throat and tears came out of my eyes.
I switched my focus to sucking his head. Sucked him until he went crazy, and after a while the boy started shaking.
I always get it right, with a husband that's how.
When he trembled I saw that the joke was coming, prepared myself held my stick with both hands and sucked his head, felt the first loads come out of mockery, very hot by the way, went to let accumulate inside my mouth, when it stopped leaving gave me the last hiccups and took off the mouth of the stick, lowered my head and swallowed without problems, as do with my husband.
It was pure adrenaline, but I did everything the old-fashioned way... wiping his dick at the end and finishing off by sucking on his head.
It was good for me, I'm sure it was even better for him.
The way things are, that very day my husband came home from a trip. Lucky for me it was later.
We had sex all night, the next day he got up early and left again. I didn't see him for three days. My husband never came back.
The next day I'm surprised to find my friend calling me at the front door saying that Boy wanted to see me.
Friend, he's at my house waiting for you. He told me to run here and call you.
What do you mean, something important?
I don't know, but he wants to see you.
I said that I couldn't go because my son was at home, but a friend of mine told me it would be quick and not take long.
I got curious and had to go, first of all I lied to my son. I said that I was going to a friend's house for some shampoo, which is what came at me in the house, improvised.
Already at my friend's house from far away I saw the boy, who was well-groomed, very stylish, he really wanted to surprise me.
I'm gonna skip the foreplay, and after we talked a little bit... We walked into my friend's room. Before long he was kissing me.
Smelly and abused, as soon as we started kissing I was already being groped.
I definitely couldn't adjust to that situation, me religious girl, wife of 'a' man alone all my life, flirting with a boy I had just met at the risk of breaking up my marriage.
Well, I was already up to my neck blaming and judging myself but I knew that I had been involved having two men at the same time one of them by the way trying to lower my skirt where I went in you know when a person insists until he succeeds this guy did it not only left me naked with no skirts or panties When I got excited, when he touched my bottle with his fingers it was an ultimatum. He kept sticking his finger inside and the bottle became soaked.
I was losing my shyness and rolled an uncontrollable cowardice, it was hand on the stick and finger in the bottle.
When I was grabbed from behind and hugged tightly his dick got in the middle of my ass, it was just him tightening my bouquet pretending that he would put me soon missed myself, as I said before I love sex and usually be impatient when it comes to this,
When I took my first few stitches, I noticed the difference. Besides being a little bigger than my husband's head it made all the difference that his head was big and I loved him.
We fucked two horny teenagers.
When he tried to kick my ass I backed off, didn't expect him to want it.
I kept saying to leave it for later, the boy begged me if he wanted to try.
My intention was not to let, for sometimes he put his head inside, whoo-hoo-hoo, it hurt a little, I'm adopted of the anal, but with my husband, his dick has no big head, that boy at each entrance made me sharp, but it was only for a short time, all matter of custom, am bunduda is not awful, I can handle even bigger.
The end result was he made fun of my ass, then I left.
At home I stayed for hours and hours thinking about what I'd done, betraying my husband, something that I never imagined he would do. My husband is one of those old-fashioned men who are rude and arrogant; if he finds out he might even kill me.
It's going to be a year that I am cheating on him with the boy, I can no longer stop fucking the guy, I enjoy more easily when we have sex because his dick is stubborn, my bouquet has to open more than usual in order to receive the cock of the boy it's a thickness that I adapted myself, with my husband I never had more than two or three orgasms, at most four , with the guy I even get more than five orgasms per transa not to mention that my husband takes between 4 and 8 minutes to fuck, the boy goes from 20 to play, I ride like never before I'm in love with sex, and I found a way for this guy to have multiple orgasms.
I'm taking a risk, I know that, but I don't want to leave the boy, I will carry on this relationship in three how long it lasts, only my husband does not know, the guy knows that I am married, he doesn't care about it, for me all right,
I love my husband, but I can't give up the pleasure that I have had all this time.
I'm addicted to this guy. If one day he decides to leave my husband, it will be with him.
He wants to have a child with me. I'm being charged for it, but... It doesn't seem very viable yet.
I'll leave here a picture of me that I took myself.
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This is my first report here.
I'm writing in the mornings when my son Thomaz is at school, I am home alone, it was the only time I arranged, the rest of the day my son stays up would never be able to write.
Let me introduce myself to you:
My name is Fatima, I'm 35 years old, I am white, almost milk-white, short and a bit chubby, black hair curled well done, easily reaching my buttocks (My family are all evangelical, I belong to an assembly where women should have their hair combed), waist somewhat wide, my hips are large, my breasts are spaced out yet also big.
I was born and grew up in a small town called Jussara-GO, always been quite shy as an adolescent but got married early at the age of 18 after my father found out about my secret affair and forced me to marry this boy who is still married today.
Despite the regrets for being a shy girl in youth, after I got married and went to live with my husband, we were very young and without experience. In our first year of marriage We had sex quite often 4 or 5 times a week. could at that time withstand larger ones.
It was all very new to us, and over time we learned.
I started to like sex a lot, he didn't even have to ask me. I wore provocative clothes everyday such as shorts that leave my savings out when it was not the shorts I used short pajamas without panties and walked around the house provoking him never failed always ended in sex
When I turned 19, a year after we were married, I became pregnant with Thomaz, my only son who is now 16.
Even during the pregnancy, we had frequent sex. We didn't stop until I was in my last month of gestation.
That's for you to see how I liked it.
Life that follows, we lived a few years until moving to Pirenópolis-GO where I live today. This happened when I was 25, the time passed when I reached 30 my husband started working with truck, where he traveled all over Brazil, there were times he stayed for one week away.
Until then everything was fine for me, only that time passed and it became more complicated for me. There were days when I wanted to fuck him but he wasn't there.
One time when I was in my 32s, a guy introduced me to him at a party at a friend's house. Nothing out of the ordinary. It was just like...
Beauty time passed and I went more often to this friend's house, and he was always there because he was a friend of the brother of my friend.
Anyway, we exchanged glances and occasional conversations over time. We became 'friends'.
We used to see each other a lot, so much that we started crossing boundaries in conversation. That's when I realized he was kind of into me.
My friend came up to me and said that he wanted to be with me, she knew I was married, I told her everything. She said my husband had definitely cheated on me before.
But my friend was worldly, didn't go to church, a woman of life. She made up her mind and said that he was a cat and I should take advantage because she suspected my husband had been unfaithful with me.
I flashed for a few weeks, didn't take him.
I drifted away from that friend for a while, but eventually grew close again.
I didn't get another one, so I ended up with it.
It was like that for a few months, about two months I think.
We just stayed, and I refused to cross that line.
And it was always at my friend's house, because by that time my son was 13, impossible to be in my home.
A lot of times when we'd hang out, there would be warm kisses and handshakes and everything. And I used to act like that because I was always shy even though I liked sex.
When he was rolling those tongue kisses, he'd touch my ass. Not at first but when he got intimate with me...
I was ashamed, but there's nothing to do. In my pre-marriage days...
That boy would take, even get hard and I could feel him hardening in my body.
I'll admit it was very tempting, but I held on to myself and wouldn't let go of the kisses.
Detail, we always stayed when my friend's brother was away but it was out of the house. It was in our area and she would cover for us.
But you know how it is, intimacy only grew between us. One day it rained and we went inside the house... my friend stayed in the living room...
Just that day I was in my skirt, he had never touched me with a skirt.
Except that day he grabbed me by my skirt, I tried to take his hand away a few times but the kiss was so hot I let it roll. It's the first time in all of my life another man has put his hand directly on my butt.
When the kiss came back, I was groped again. It made me horny, but every time I'd fake it by walking away and feeling his dick super hard on my body...
He pressed me against his body and didn't stop for a moment to grope, I realized that he was very naughty when I took some slaps on the ass, I held his hand and asked him to calm down, as I am extremely white soon appeared the mark of his hand in my butt, when I looked back I noticed this, the caps were not too strong but enough to leave slightly red.
I'm quite chubby. Like I said, he must have felt the same way my husband did when he first touched me naked.
Although I wasn't naked, my panties didn't help much by leaving me exposed almost as a nude.
We were standing there, stomping on each other and I had a bed next to it. It wasn't gonna do any good.
When he wanted to take off my panties I wouldn't let him, said it was not the time yet, didn't feel ready for the occasion.
I could see that he wasn't happy, but I was not willing to go through with it.
But at the same time I saw that the mood even dropped, it was one out of my part, but I'm shy, very conservative, I had never until this moment fucked another man, already found quite strange to be touched.
Feeling the atmosphere tense we counted kisses, only that in fact it was not like before, he with a hard stick and I denying.
Until I made up my mind, went to the door and locked it.
I told him we weren't gonna have sex, but I wouldn't leave him like that.
I sat on the edge of my bed and pulled him close to me, very embarrassed. Very much so.
He was wearing dark blue cloth panties that were wet, his dick drooling and melted all over her. I got so embarrassed there's no way around it.
I stuck my hand in and pulled his dick out. My husband is white, not like me but he's white!
The boy was half brown, his cock dark and full of veins, not to mention the size bigger than my husband's a big head half blond who was drooling leaking that pre-ejaculatory zinc honey I was speechless, its dick few inches from my face
It could easily have been six inches, almost eight.
I held him and wiped with my fingers the pre-ejaculatory honey that was coming out, I kept passing his finger until he took everything off, when I hit a blow for it its cock seemed to burst, pulsed in my hands, I even got trembling, hitting one of light wasn't the best option, again came out the pre ejaculatory Honey, he was full of horny by me, It took some time till mouth first I licked head like ice cream lambo did massage on your sack to relieve a little for him, left well relaxed, not wanting to brag but am an expert at preliminaries a little shy I fixed my eyes in his eyes, licked looking directly at him, I like to pass the tongue willingly, so I did, that big head filled all of my language.
When I gave the first blowjobs, it was his turn to shake all over. Particularly love watching a man squirm as I suck and taste my cock.
I love to passionately breastfeed, my husband jokes with me saying that I'm a hungry cow when I suck him.
The boy's dick was big and tasty, I sucked every little bit of it, got so excited that I licked his balls. They were hairy.
When the shame was gone, I let go for good.
He even punched me in the face, and I'm not gonna deny that it was nice to feel those pulsating veins touching my cheek.
I tried to swallow it whole. My husband's, yes, and the boy's as well but almost threw up when his head hit my throat and tears came out of my eyes.
I switched my focus to sucking his head. Sucked him until he went crazy, and after a while the boy started shaking.
I always get it right, with a husband that's how.
When he trembled I saw that the joke was coming, prepared myself held my stick with both hands and sucked his head, felt the first loads come out of mockery, very hot by the way, went to let accumulate inside my mouth, when it stopped leaving gave me the last hiccups and took off the mouth of the stick, lowered my head and swallowed without problems, as do with my husband.
It was pure adrenaline, but I did everything the old-fashioned way... wiping his dick at the end and finishing off by sucking on his head.
It was good for me, I'm sure it was even better for him.
The way things are, that very day my husband came home from a trip. Lucky for me it was later.
We had sex all night, the next day he got up early and left again. I didn't see him for three days. My husband never came back.
The next day I'm surprised to find my friend calling me at the front door saying that Boy wanted to see me.
Friend, he's at my house waiting for you. He told me to run here and call you.
What do you mean, something important?
I don't know, but he wants to see you.
I said that I couldn't go because my son was at home, but a friend of mine told me it would be quick and not take long.
I got curious and had to go, first of all I lied to my son. I said that I was going to a friend's house for some shampoo, which is what came at me in the house, improvised.
Already at my friend's house from far away I saw the boy, who was well-groomed, very stylish, he really wanted to surprise me.
I'm gonna skip the foreplay, and after we talked a little bit... We walked into my friend's room. Before long he was kissing me.
Smelly and abused, as soon as we started kissing I was already being groped.
I definitely couldn't adjust to that situation, me religious girl, wife of 'a' man alone all my life, flirting with a boy I had just met at the risk of breaking up my marriage.
Well, I was already up to my neck blaming and judging myself but I knew that I had been involved having two men at the same time one of them by the way trying to lower my skirt where I went in you know when a person insists until he succeeds this guy did it not only left me naked with no skirts or panties When I got excited, when he touched my bottle with his fingers it was an ultimatum. He kept sticking his finger inside and the bottle became soaked.
I was losing my shyness and rolled an uncontrollable cowardice, it was hand on the stick and finger in the bottle.
When I was grabbed from behind and hugged tightly his dick got in the middle of my ass, it was just him tightening my bouquet pretending that he would put me soon missed myself, as I said before I love sex and usually be impatient when it comes to this,
When I took my first few stitches, I noticed the difference. Besides being a little bigger than my husband's head it made all the difference that his head was big and I loved him.
We fucked two horny teenagers.
When he tried to kick my ass I backed off, didn't expect him to want it.
I kept saying to leave it for later, the boy begged me if he wanted to try.
My intention was not to let, for sometimes he put his head inside, whoo-hoo-hoo, it hurt a little, I'm adopted of the anal, but with my husband, his dick has no big head, that boy at each entrance made me sharp, but it was only for a short time, all matter of custom, am bunduda is not awful, I can handle even bigger.
The end result was he made fun of my ass, then I left.
At home I stayed for hours and hours thinking about what I'd done, betraying my husband, something that I never imagined he would do. My husband is one of those old-fashioned men who are rude and arrogant; if he finds out he might even kill me.
It's going to be a year that I am cheating on him with the boy, I can no longer stop fucking the guy, I enjoy more easily when we have sex because his dick is stubborn, my bouquet has to open more than usual in order to receive the cock of the boy it's a thickness that I adapted myself, with my husband I never had more than two or three orgasms, at most four , with the guy I even get more than five orgasms per transa not to mention that my husband takes between 4 and 8 minutes to fuck, the boy goes from 20 to play, I ride like never before I'm in love with sex, and I found a way for this guy to have multiple orgasms.
I'm taking a risk, I know that, but I don't want to leave the boy, I will carry on this relationship in three how long it lasts, only my husband does not know, the guy knows that I am married, he doesn't care about it, for me all right,
I love my husband, but I can't give up the pleasure that I have had all this time.
I'm addicted to this guy. If one day he decides to leave my husband, it will be with him.
He wants to have a child with me. I'm being charged for it, but... It doesn't seem very viable yet.
I'll leave here a picture of me that I took myself.
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