The Boy

This story was previously posted, but due to the low number of comments, votes and the fact that it has real photos, we decided to remove it and are posting it again. After a while, he remembered what happened with my cousin and the masseur. Seeing me with another began to become an uncontrollable desire, an obsession for Paul. He talked about it and I pretended to be misunderstood, didn't say anything. We watched movies of men fucking women with their husbands watching, anal scenes with gifted, group scenes, DP and it only increased his desire. He talked about it insistently and needed my support to perform. Although I was great with the masseur, I still didn't feel properly prepared for the new journey. The adventure with my cousin came to mind, even though I had the masseur to counterbalance it. Slowly and very insistently he was breaking down the barrier that I had. He said no, that was fine like that. Marriage from time to time in which both were satisfied. He insisted that he wanted to see and I resisted. I want to see you sucking another dick, giving to the other, he said. Soft water on hard stone, an hour pierces. He managed to convince me, but I imposed the condition that everything should happen naturally. I did not want to make an appointment with someone and go climbing, I wanted something unpredictable, unexpected or even provoked by us. At the time, we often went to a motel in Rio, and on a Saturday, enjoying the heat and the hot sun, we decided to go and enjoy the motel's outdoor swimming pool with the sun. We arrived, ordered the suite and settled in. We took off our clothes and went into the pool and then we sat in the sun. The drinks in the fridge ran out, and I phoned for more. He asked me to go to the waiter when the bell rang. I asked what to do, he said he would just see him and if he liked, open the door and get the drink. It was wrapped in a towel. So I did. When I returned to the pool, I told him that the waiter was cute. Black, about 5'7", small car, about 30 years old. He asked me if I would like it. I didn't answer. After a while, we ordered another drink, and I would go again. He was sure it would be the same waiter, and since I liked him, I should either drop the towel or go naked to feel his reaction. I agreed, commenting that I was enjoying showing off. I asked and waited, and when the doorbell rang and I saw it was him through the open door, I slammed the door with the rolled up towel that I had accidentally dropped, and the waiter looked at me from top to bottom, and I did as we agreed. We let some time pass and another order for a drink. He asked me to come and I decided to go completely naked. That I would talk to him so that when we made an order, he would go straight in, without ringing the bell and take us to the pool where we would be. So I did. I could tell by the stuffed trousers that he was on a hard stick. He told me that we would act like this and see if I would roll a ladder with him. Still a little afraid, I ended up accepting the challenge. A mixture of doubt, anxiety and immense desire took over me. Then we asked again, without need, just to see how he would react. He told me that I would hide behind the glass door of the sauna so that he would not see him and not feel embarrassed. When he rang the bell he went out and hid, but the waiter did not enter. He rang again and I went to see. It was the same. I asked him to take the drink to the pool and he asked for my companion. I answered that he was in the sauna. I went into the suite with him. He came out of his pants rubbing on me. I stopped walking a little and let him rub. This was leaving me with an indescribable desire. After a few minutes I began to feel uncomfortable, I noticed through the glass door that Paul was looking and decided to pretend to leave the sauna to hide the boy and stop the bar. So he did. The waiter immediately stopped and put the stick away. He came in and we were talking. We were naked and he was dressed in character. He said he couldn't be long and I said I could stop by from time to time to see if we wanted something, he could come in, but without ringing the bell. When he left, I said that I was a little scared, and he asked me what I thought, and I said that I liked to show off and feel wanted, and that it gave me a hard-on, and I was enjoying it so much, it gave me a hard-on, and he asked if we could play a little joke with him, and I got excited, and I said yes, and he suggested that he come in without us knowing, and whatever we were doing he could do, and I thought it was a good idea, and I said yes, it would be unexpected and provocative. But he was late and we ended up leaving. At the time of the bill he came and regretted that we were leaving. We asked about his work schedule and he informed us. He said his name was Fabio (fictitious name). I asked if he would like us to come back and he said yes, he would love it. We agreed to come back in time. After a few days, the idea of giving it to him was much more mature, we went back to the motel. It was a Thursday night. He was at work. We did like the last time, we asked for a drink and I stood by the window of the door looking. When I saw that it was him, I opened the door, completely naked. He saw me and smiled. He entered the suite, Paul was lying on the bed and I invited the joke. That he should enter, when he could, in silence and what we were doing he could do. He asked for an example and I answered, if he is sucking me, you suck me. If you are sucking his dick, suck yours. If we are climbing, climb with you. He knocked. We talked to go and when he could turn to see if we wanted something, but it should enter in silence. After a few minutes, I'm having my breasts sucked, my cock smoothed and I'm smoothing Paul's dick when we hear him coming in. The good thing is that the door didn't open from the inside, so he had to make sure that whoever was passing by outside didn't see it open, that gave us time. I wanted to stop, but Paul continued. He went in and did the deal. Fabio lay on the other side and did what Paul was doing. That delighted both breasts sucked and both hands smoothing my cock and, still, coming out two pauses. He did and went back later. When he came back and we realized, Paul could start to suck my cock. He went in and did the same thing. He sucked my cock. New time and new return, this time we're doing 69. He took off his clothes and said that we hadn't made the dick much thicker, 18 cm thicker, that would give us time. When it was late, we paid our bill and left. A big step had been taken to carry out Paul's will, which eventually became my own. We went back to the motel on a Saturday and we ordered the suite Fabio suggested, we placed an order, and from the drink order and the sliding door, he knew it was us, he came in and we were just relaxing in bed, we said to come back later and it was still a joke, we said we'd stay in the pool for a while, he smiled and left. When he came back, we were already in the room, in a 69. he came in and stood beside looking. We only pretended to have seen him at that moment and said to continue. He took off his clothes and we both sucked each other. Until it was too hot. Paulo hard cock and taking pictures for our archive, with his consent, of course. He said it was nice to see his tongue in my little mouth, my honey flowing and I sucking that big cock. We sucked for a while and he left promising to come back later. He asked me if I was still on my feet and I said yes, that now I wanted too he asked me if I would give it to him and I said yes so next time we'll be climbing for him to come in and eat you, he proposed and I agreed After half an hour, he had already sucked my cock, leaving it very wet, we heard a noise in the corridor. Quickly I climbed on his dick, with my back to the door. When Fabio came in we were climbing. He took off his clothes, hard dick, lay down and I climbed on his dick. At first it was a little discomfort, but then I got used to it. I turned in the roast chicken position and he kept putting. Then it was four until he made fun. In that beginning I made fun twice on a strange dick. He didn't come back that day, something must have happened to stop him, so we took the bill and left. We started going to the motel more and more, and it was always the same thing, fucked and fucked and fucked, and it went on and on for months. With the passage of time it became monotonous. One day Paul asks me to give him the ass. I said no, that I had only given it to him, but he insisted. He insisted so much that he wanted to see, that even still reluctantly, I finally agreed. I only made a demand, the day he was going to give the ass to Fabio he should first prepare me, put the stick a little thicker. He agreed. The next time we went, he was hell-bent on seeing me give my ass to the waiter. We arrived on a day when he was on duty, we asked for a suite indicated that there would be no problem for someone to see him entering and we settled in, he asked if he would really give, and I replied that since he wanted so much, I would go. With the aim of seeing him eat my ass, he started to prepare my ass. He licked, bit my ass, sucked my ass, asked me to stay on all fours and put it in. He took it out and put it back in again until I relaxed. He repeated several times and in various positions until I started to feel pleasure in taking it in the ass. He told me that the time had come. I should propose the joke again so as not to be only in sucking and kissing. Right. I said that now I wanted to give the ass to the waiter, that he had left me with a hard-on. We ordered drinks and waited for him. I with the little bundle prepared for a bigger prick. He rang the bell and saw the door open. He came in and handed the drink. I said that we would repeat the joke, he found the time. He went out to return. When he returned, we heard the noise in the corridor and I promptly mounted on Paul riding. He looked and Paul said that it was his turn. He took off his clothes, already with a hard stick, I sucked a sucker, and he put it in my skirt until I enjoyed. He, without mocking, left to return later. When he returned, Paul had already prepared me again and I was ready to give the ass to the waiter. The gel was at the head of the bed that was a little above the floor, about two steps of about 10 to 15 cm each. I stood on the top step and, because it was low, he was at the bottom. I took the lubricant and I passed on his spike, I felt on his spike and I directed to my hole. At the bottom step he had no difficulty in forcing it into my ass. Gradually he went down and I stayed until I asked him to come in. Then I asked him to come in again, and I was ready to give the ass to the waiter. The gel was at the head of the bed that was a little above the floor, about two steps of about 10 to 15 cm each. I stood on the top step and, because it was low, he was at the bottom step. I got used to the top step and he was at the bottom step, and he was at the bottom step. We had our partner for a long time, and it opened up a whole world of possibilities in our liberal life, and I was now sucking and getting sucked, and giving kisses and kisses to someone who wasn't my husband, and I started to feel more confident, more liberal, and why not say more silly, more slutty. This allowed us to frequent other motels and find other partners who gave us as much pleasure as this one did, and we alternated, as we'll tell you in due course, our greatest pleasure was the unexpected, the provoked, the occasional, the unscheduled.