From squatting to casual sex

I can say that to a certain extent, I was able to make the most of my youth. I had fun and traveled and did many things that my parents could not even imagine. And this way of being has accompanied me until today. The more friendships, the more chances I have to get a casual affair. No matter how much I try, I can't resist this fetish. Casual sex fascinates me because of its danger and novelty. A big butt ulcer has no peace (laughter), a slap from a co-worker, an audacious little touch and finally a silly discreet hand is always welcome to alleviate the stress of everyday life. And that's how ten years ago I became involved with a married man who was not my usual acquaintance but happened in the most pleasant way as it seemed he knew me. It happened ten years ago and I remember that it all started with a very difficult week, I had argued with my husband and we ended up spending one week without talking to each other and I don't even recall what was the reason for this. All I know is that I did not have sex for a week, which made me really sensitive. Consequently I ran out of rides, at that time there was still no subway to the neighborhood where I live and our only option was taking a bus which made the trip more tiring Still, the only good thing was the possibility to take an ironing board if we were in summer for sure I would be up a little bit more comfortable but in winter not always the one piece to provoke, the most provocative part was the jeans I wore And there was a man behind me, and I tried to make room for him but he said don't worry about it because his point is still quite far away. It's all right. And I didn't really have a choice, as I was halfway to the side he would end up slamming into my butt. You could tell that he was juggling just not to hit on me but with every brake of the bus his body leaned against mine and it started getting complicated by the fact that I began feeling something else leaning towards my hip. I looked at the sides and there was no way anyone would notice anything, so I started to let go more of my body letting him lean closer on me. I had already been leaning against it. I'm walking to the freight you could see that he was looking at me, put my leg between his legs, pulled my hair on the other side and left my neck free to feel his breathing, it was hot and kind of gasping for air, I was also nervous, my heart beat faster in this I was already rubbing my whole leg into him , I ended with my lips begging him to stop, he understood perfectly well that I had no authority over my body at the moment and was going down his hand on my ass running through my gutter fingertips me all creepy looking sideways trying to disguise while the bastard deposited his hand right in the middle of my butt and squeezed almost as if lifting me up, When I got to the door he also came and stayed disguised, gave me a signal to get off and it was still far from my destination but I had to go down and wait for another bus, its staying there any acquaintance could see me in that situation, but I was still very excited about the situation. on a bench he also sat already holding my leg, I looked to the sides and did not see anyone in that alleyway, I told him to stop with it, just didn't have any way of talking seriously was too good, He said he knew what I wanted and he wanted as well, his hand already rubbed my bottle over my pants, He wanted me in bed anyway, my heart was racing because I want it too he asked for the phone asking when we could meet i told him that I had Saturday off and at home would apologize to work also worked on a saturday so we agreed not to go to work to enjoy this day I took the first bus that came, he stayed to take another one. Coming home my husband had not yet arrived, I ran and went to take a shower, my panties this molasses of erection, what madness on my part let me be touched by a stranger in any street brought an uncontrollable euphoria in my head that already imagined the next day as if it were a girlfriend planning her first transa was one night like no other trying to sleep and couldn't I wanted to fuck and my husband is still angry with me turns over and leaves me at the corner of the bed catching fire I went to sleep around three in the morning, woke up at nine o'clock. My husband had already left for work and I lay there thinking about last night imagining that man eating me somewhere out of sight no one would know my real whereabouts on this day I asked him if we were going to a very discreet motel, he replied saying that had gotten the house of a friend who was traveling for sure it was some jerk who knew perfectly well what would happen. I was thinking about giving up, he had already been parking and opening the garage door with a remote control. When he closed it there came to me a feeling that his hands were in mine now he looked at me from above downwards when i gestured for him to say something We went straight to the bedroom, I was already in my open pants and booties. My clothes were falling down on the way. He laid me face-down on the bed saying he wanted to see my butt coming out for him. Rava, I shivered all over with the friction of my panties coming out from my gutter, I put myself on four for him who began to suck my bucket making me open my legs to receive his warm and soft tongue, he only stopped to take off his clothes and started sucking me again, I didn't even think about marriage anymore just wanted to give it to that naughty man, he gave me a nice sonic slap, feel burning my ass but I like this well-naughty footprint, wakes up the little whore that exists inside me, He came in looking like a broomstick, seemed to scratch me from the inside. Soon he was settling down giving rise to an incredible feeling of being overpowered. ass on him almost growling like a wild beast, I mocked as if he was going to swallow it whole with my mouthpiece, my body twitching with him holding my hair asking me to stay still so that he wouldn't make fun of, I said what he wanted in my mouth, he looked like a dog glued to his bitch, But this time I got a crazy urge and let it go, I think that was the first time I'd ever fucked like that, made a real whore in the hands of an asshole, and I really liked that feeling, I just didn't give my butt to him because he only has one owner. It was a day of much prostitution which ended around 18 o'clock, when I used to come home from work My children were playing video games My bouquet burning and satisfied, I went to bed still feeling like having sex on it my husband comes in and sits next to me in the bed we apologized and talk again at midnight i ended up giving my pillow to him only this time i asked him to put his thumb into my mouth while he kicked my ass which delighted me all spread out on that bed rolling around on his dick while sucking his finger as if it were my lover's cock so i started letting you know our relationship was needing a new character to another man.