Married to a good man, married to an evil student - Chapter 10

Hi, everyone. First of all I apologize for the delay once again but I'm not getting a chance to put down on paper everything that has rolled up and I intend to do it gradually.
Just to clarify, the fact that I spent this time unpublished doesn't mean I didn't write anything. It just means I couldn't get it down so much as a chapter of my story happened one day after what had occurred in an article I published last October.
Justifications made, let's go ahead and have a good read.
After that madness in the basement and garage of my house which I told you about in a previous chapter, I slept and inevitably dreamt all this up again more passionately than when I went to sleep even after having made such an intense joke with Luciano.
But even though I woke up at a thousand, and had to stay with the children... yet while taking care of them... every now and then I caught myself thinking about that fat bastard cursing me out. And how he'd mocked inside my bouquet in the basement.
After lunch, the kids went to bed and my husband left for work so I Skypeed up to take a look. My body was shaking when I saw Luciano online.
We started talking and he immediately opened the camera, and without ceremony showed me his roll, said q had not yet left my smell of it, I went crazy at that moment.
It made me want to, and even though I'd done all that crazy stuff with him the day before... I started figuring out in my head how to make it through this afternoon.
He said he wanted to see me, but there was no way I could call him at home because there wasn't any more grass for him to mow.
I called my mom and told her that I needed to go shopping downtown, and she'd be better off without the kids. She was always a logical owl who agreed to take care of them for me this afternoon.
I put on a loose dress and slippery sandals, it was very casual after all I went shopping in the shops downtown.
I had an appointment with him at a gas station, and so as not to be too embarrassed, I filled up the car. Before leaving, I parked it next to the convenience store. A few minutes later he passed by in front of his car and seeing that no one was looking...
As soon as he walked in, I was driving out. We just said hi but we didn't kiss or anything and then I left so no one could see me.
Then we drove out of downtown towards the motels and before I could say anything, he pulled off his bermuda and told me to look at him. He had no underwear on.
I got a little freaked out when he did that, but then I took a quick look at it because I'm not very good with the steering wheel so I couldn't really distract myself.
I told him to put it away, he said no one could see inside the car so that I can hold on.
I couldn't help myself and held on, pulled my skin down. And instantly the smell of his excitement came up.
We got to the motel, and we stopped at the gate. And when I went over there to let go of his dick he wouldn't leave it alone. He grabbed my hand...
After we entered, he was already half-bombed with me holding him and still in the garage after turning off the car I didn't restrain myself and without even kissing Luciano I went down with my head on his lap.
I was opening my mouth and sucking his big dick, closing my eyes and feeling the taste of it and remembering what he'd done to me the previous afternoon.
His dick was soon getting completely hard and no longer fit all in my mouth, that's when I felt him grabbing my hair and lifted up my head, looking at me like a freak.
I looked up at him, he laughed and said: "You know you're gonna have to swallow it all right?"
I smiled, and even though I had succeeded the day before... ..I knew it was a big challenge.
Gradually I began to descend feeling it entering my throat, inch by inch until I was halfway through but could not go any further despite making a certain effort!
I stopped going down and waited for him to help with his hand on my neck, but instead he lifted up my head by pulling me by the hair, and looking at me said that it was not helping me, that I had to get myself!
I swallowed it again as far down as I could, pushing even harder and trying to swallow the whole thing but still missing two fingers to get there when I raised my head looked up and told him that only by pushing it down was possible.
He looked at me even crazier, like a monk talking so calmly: "today I'm going to stick it whole somewhere that is not in your mouthpiece, so if you don't swallow it yourself, it will get into your little ass".
I swallowed a dry one and my heart raced, but there was no doubt in me that I had to swallow all of it because the back certainly wouldn't fit.
I lowered my head again and swallowed his dick once more, passed my hands behind him in the car seat hugging him. And when I reached the limit of where my throat could hold me, with both arms I pulled down my head while at the same time pulling up his hips.
Slowly pulling myself back, I felt my nose touch his belly again and was releasing the air relieved to succeed but when I went to raise her head he didn't let go, and held my neck making force downwards and as I was with hands behind his body, could not react or make upward force.
He held me for almost 30 seconds, and when my eyes were completely filled with tears and I was nearly suffocating, he let go of me.
While I was recovering, he laughed and asked if we were going to stay in the car or go upstairs.
I went up the stairs in front of him, and when we got to halfway... ..I felt his hands holding my waist making me stop.
He was kissing me from behind, and he put his hand on my ass. And as I got dressed...
I felt him pulling my body away from mine and coming down a flight of stairs with his face at the height of my ass, my dress was soon upright and he kissed my swimsuits.
I was getting chills from his kisses and feeling his hand squeezing my navel tightly, but soon the kisses turned into light bites on my butt while his hands inside of my dress were pulling down my panties leaving me empty-handed with my back to him.
He opened my flippers and immediately I felt his tongue through my groin, until it reached into my completely shivering ass.
He was licking and with his hand in front of me he started to rub my cricket, I became hallucinating about it, I got excited but then I took a step forward coming out from under him's tongue and told us to go upstairs and get into the room that I wouldn't last long there!
He laughed and we went upstairs, he walked into the room with my panties in his hand, laughing. We barely got inside when we grabbed each other's feet and kissed eagerly.
During that kiss he was already pulling my dress by the bottom edge, and taking on top of it, I who had been without underwear, now was completely naked in front of him still wearing!
He pushed me up to the bed and my legs bent over, I fell down on the floor. And he more than quickly crouched between my legs holding them open and opening his mouth wide for him.
He was already sucking me, and he alternated between doing it with two fingers on my little mouthpiece. I got hotter every time!
When I was already trembling almost mocking, he grabbed my legs and lifting them both up left me nearly roast chicken on the edge of the bed; but contrary to what I thought, he did not rise from his seat, but rather returned with his head for my belly, this time with all my reins exposed so that it could pass through its tongue.
He'd run his tongue up and down, even with a certain force. I could feel it pressing on both my asshole entrance as well as my mouthpiece. I reached between my legs and touched my clitoris.
I was ecstatic and motionless, he just kept getting up. And without even removing me from that position...
Gradually I felt his thick cock entering me, every inch of it. My bouquet was sensitive but still able to delight myself with him all inside!
I felt him pumping, it was very hard and by the excitement of his also knew that he would not take long to mock but before I could think about asking for him to joke off, I sensed him pounding harder, and beginning to gush inside me, strong and thick jets flooding me once again.
I'd been mocking him a little bit, and he was still soft-bodied. He was still groaning with his stick softening up inside my pocket. And as it came out of there...
He stood there in the middle of my legs, recovering while his dick softened. I lay down to restore breathing and smiled at him then got up he grabbed me by the leg and asked where I was going.
He said it was to wait, that since we were there we should take advantage and give one more.
He more than hurried up to my side on the bed and with his stick still dripping he told me to suck him hard soon, since I was in a rush.
I turned my face away, and although he had mocked me in the little bucket there were still a few drops left. And as I passed over his tongue I could taste him again!
I started to suck at will feeling that thick cock hardening again and growing in my mouth, while bringing his hand between my legs touching me clitoris again and feel how it was bruised!
When I felt his dick clinging to the entrance of my vagina, I started getting turned on again and slipped two fingers into my little mouthpiece while practically milking his cock with such force and desire that it sucked.
Seeing me touch, he took his hand over mine and grabbed my wrist making my fingers come out of the still bruised mouthpiece. He was driving my hand up to my face and made me rub his bruised fingers on my cheek while I continued with his stick in my mouth.
After I had done this he took the stick out of my mouth and rolled me to one side in bed, was lying behind me almost shell-shaped, and with his hand guiding the stick was going towards the middle of my legs.
He straightened up, and then he stuck his stick into the opening of my little mouthpiece and slowly slid it back in again! Quickly he began moving forward and backward while passing his hand forwards touching my clitoris, leaving me even more lubricated!
I was already aroused again and he went in and out with the stick, his body clinging to mine. He stayed like this for a few minutes and got up kneeling on the bed but making me continue lying down on my backside with legs shrunken.
He straightened up and put it back into my little pocket, going in and out with ease. With one hand he lifted the end of my leg so that I was completely exposed - especially my buttocks, which were smoothed by his thumb.
As he was doing that, I remembered his cousin who had stuck a finger up my ass the other day and realized if I didn't give it to Diego Luciano wouldn't fit in there.
He rubbed a little and stopped, then took his stick out of my pocket and felt him go up to my butt, gave it a 'kick', not at the point of sticking, but so far that I feel make pressure in the entrance.
Before I had a chance to complain, he put it back in my little mouth but then realized that I was pissed off at him and laughed and told me to relax.
He pumped like that for a while, then he took it out of my pocket again and put his head back in my asshole. And once more did the same movement just to make me feel pressure.
So he started to play like this, as if it was bombing me but only gave light kicks with his head on the door of my butt while with another hand he touched my clitoris, logical that I had been going crazy again.
With him doing that, I was already excited again and started to help him by making slight movements with the hip backwards. And every time he kicked it made more pressure on me and gave me even greater pleasure.
We went on like this and I got more excited, no longer cared about his kicks!
His fingers were swift in my little pocket, and I was already trembling almost mocking again; and his stick growing bolder at the door of my asshole.
He stopped playing and came back into my little bucket with all his might. I almost went to the clouds, he bombed for a few seconds and I started shaking, and he realized that I was having fun again.
When he realized that, he pulled out of my pocket again and kicked me in the ass!
As I was ecstatic in the midst of one such mockery he seized it and made a little more force q at other times, and felt that part of his head lodged inside my butt door.
I looked at him scared but still mocking, he smiled and told me to relax that all he wanted was a joke in the lobby. And holding his stick with its head inside my butthole, he masturbated from the base of it while I enjoyed the last spasms of my orgasm.
It didn't take long for me to feel him shivering and his little fucking heat getting up my ass, reminding me of things I hadn't done in years.
But as soon as my orgasm was over I started to feel the pressure that his dick was putting on my butt, and automatically it's been pushing him out of me, still dripping those last fucking jets into my reins.
It took us a few minutes to recover, mainly because I had already enjoyed horrors the day before and now that afternoon I was having fun for the second time.
I dropped him off on the street near where he lives, and after picking up the kids, I went home completely exhausted.
This time in the shower, even though I remembered every moment of it... ..I wasn't as keen on touching myself as at other times. And I knew there was still a risk that my husband would want to fuck me all night long and if I masturbated in the bathroom for sure..
But fortunately for me, my husband was as tired as I (hopefully not from the same reasons), and he didn't end up looking for me that night.
I'm going to wrap up here so that this chapter doesn't get too long, and hopefully publish the next one as soon as next week.
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Kisses