Bring the wife with a reader of my stories

In 2013 was when I wrote my first short story, I remember that I was in a bad phase and having problems with my marriage at the time. By then, I had decided to leave the life of prostitutes and casual sex to become a "standard husband", contacts were deleted (including Sandra and Celio), I moved from neighborhood and also stopped seeing old friends who somehow connected to the world introduced by my favorite couple!
For three years I stood my ground, then realized that some things never change... the blood boils every time we fight. The common problems and monotony of marriage were driving me crazy. Having all these frustrations and holding myself back from betraying for the first time someone who has been with me so long, storytelling came as a way to vent some of my stories, reminisce about them and share many that I haven't told any friends until today (To some, I am still the introverted teenage nerd)!
Little did I know that just writing short stories, would bring back the life of prostitution so much missed! Received a few contacts after each published story from all sorts of people, praising, telling their stories, wanting a good chat or talk about your fantasies and confess to knowing my stories excite someone else makes me very horny !
One of these contacts was with a married woman who, just as I had been bored by marriage and lacking in good sex like my husband at the beginning and other men before our wedding! She'd already cheated on him several times so it made me feel more comfortable to go over her head without worrying about conscience. Our conversations were always hot and delightful teasing many of them lying in bed masturbating beside their sleeping husbands!
She was an interesting woman who lived in Moóca, very short hair smooth and light brown she should not be more than 160 meters tall and since I am 1.88m it was quite funny to leave her by my side small breasts firm but drew attention wide hips and round butt sharp! The aggressive way and the face that showed when excited hungry for a good fuck made me want to go back to old life... And so did (today)!
We decided to meet on Paulista Avenue, take a walk and get acquainted. I was in a hurry because it would be my first official betrayal and with someone who had ignited me again after a long time and seeing her the old instincts came back with everything.
- We can take a ride or cut that part out and go fuck hot the way we like it!
- I don't think I need to answer that!
Knowing the area well, I knew of some hotels where we could stay for a while in peace and be undisturbed. We entered the first one that we found and barely made it to our room! Still on the stairs I put my hand between his thighs and felt his warm mouthpiece, his nails pressed against my neck and heard him breathe out loudly and with quite an impudent groan! We went inside almost knocking down the bedroom door, tearing off our clothes and kissing each other, squeezing and scratching our bodies without worrying if we would have any problems returning home... At that time, we just wanted to fuck the way we knew how... like two animals in heat!
I laid down on the bed and pulled her up to me, starting a 69.I pushed her panties away from my side and tucked into her soaked-and-smooth bottle, tasting the delicious taste of her honey and in no time at all was licking it the way that I like! She would tuck my dick and punch as she moaned, putting it entirely in her mouth and taking it out totally licked until you could feel saliva running through him and my thighs! Rubbed his grill with your finger while my tongue massaged his asshole, which for some reason I still can't understand, your husband did not fuck better...for me!
He turned his face towards me and, pressing his lips against my already breathless cheekbones, he put my cock into his mouthpiece and slowly squeezed it down in the process, pulled my lips together with his teeth and let out a groan as he laid him all over, laying his head on my shoulder and moving his hips up and down ever faster! My hands covered her buttocks and I clenched them by digging fingers and slapping firm claws making her roll even quicker until she felt her first mockery and her screams of pleasure!
I turned her body to the side and without waiting for it to recover from the mockery, lifting his legs up again fucked with the same intensity holding her neck and cursed in her ear saying that she was my whore and would fuck as he wanted!
- I'll always be your whore, fuck me!
- I spoke by taking my stick out of your pocket and brushing your ass, lubricating it with your honey!
- Put it slowly, I haven't seen my ass in a long time!
- You can leave, I'll open it carefully... and he will be mine!
I slapped her in the face and started pushing into it, which rolled to get easier!
Her little face of pain made me want to punch at once in order to hear her scream, but I held the wave and realizing that it had come all the way inside, began moving my hips pulling and putting faster as it got more open!
Without removing the inside I put her on my stomach and then increased the force of his blows, making it to my pleasure increase the volume of your moans from pain and hardness, curses and requests for fuck louder!
I was overcome with excitement (my wife didn't do anal, despite several attempts), and could not hold back the mockery and filled her ass full of milk screaming at every shot.
- Have you had a rest?
We spent a few hours fucking hard in that hotel near Paulista Avenue, and sometimes stopping (or not!) to answer our phones and give satisfaction to our spouses worried if we were okay ... they barely knew we were better than ever!