My husband wanted very much, so I decided to meet your wishes... - Edited

My name is Lydia, I've been a regular reader of erotic tales for years, but only now have I decided to tell my story. I'm 40 years old, the same age as my hot, hot husband, who until then ate me really good for what I thought was a wonderful sex. After more than 20 years together and three children, my marriage was still the same, dull, unmotivated, no news. My husband was no longer looking for me, which also made no difference, because he did not have much desire for sex. And to tell you the truth, sex was never a spectacular thing for me. Marital routine was shaken when one day my husband spoke to me frankly and said he would like to shake our marriage. - It's okay. What do you mean? That's what I thought. The answer came right away when he revealed he wanted to see me fuck another man. Disturbed, I rejected his proposal promptly and decisively. It didn't work. The days passed and my husband kept insisting on the suggestion. His persistence led me to think more about the idea and to think that it could be very exciting. Despite my age, I still consider myself a beautiful woman with a very attractive body. In fact, I've never neglected my physical form: I have medium breasts and a tight butt, which makes men very crazy. I've always known that, but until that moment I've never paid attention to the lines. To me, my husband was the only man in my life. But the fact is, from that proposal, our relationships got pretty heated, with my husband fantasizing whenever I was with someone else. Tried by this crazy idea, I started taking care of myself even more. He spent every week at the hairdresser's and attended gym gym class. But while I was excited, I began to notice a certain insecurity in my husband. When he noticed my move, he began to comment that it was not serious about the lover story, which had invented it just to warm our marriage. The point is, I was already involved in that thought and wondered what a fuck like that would look like. My fantasy began to gain contours of reality at our son's birthday party, when I won the best gift. We invited several friends, including Julio, a boy who lived downstairs, a colleague of my son's college and who was always here at home. Many times he was alone with me at my house when he got home from college early. I had noticed that there was more than a friendship with my son, I felt that he had a very special interest in me. I always thought Julius was a very handsome boy. I must admit, it wasn't that many times that I fantasized amazing things about him. But it was during the party that our wishes were most clearly revealed. In the ballroom, Julio helped everything, like he owns the party himself. At one point, he offered to get more snacks from the apartment because they were almost done. I decided to accompany him and in the kitchen, while preparing the trays, Julius approached from behind and passed his strong and heavy hand on my ass. It was the beginning of everything. I felt an irresistible and different pleasure to go through my body, but still I tried to disguise my desire. I felt your lips wet and warm touching my neck. I closed my eyes. Your hands touched my breasts and slowly descended through my body towards my pussy. I was wearing a very light garment, which allowed Julius to feel perfectly the shape of my pussy. More than that, he could see that my sex was already wet. And for the first time in my life, I was about to completely lose control. I turned to him and we started kissing. Julio passed his hands all over my body, opened the buttons of my dress, which fell on the kitchen floor. He caressed the little butt, the pussy, while lowering my panties too. Involved by the hard-on, I opened the zipper of my pants and took your dick out. It was much bigger than my husband's. I couldn't resist temptation, I knelt down and put that majestic mast in my mouth. I tried to swallow it all, sucked and sucked as much as I could, feeling the fat head pounding on my tongue. Knowing we couldn't waste time, Julius put me on the table with his legs open. Your intention was to fuck me right there, but when you saw my little pussy, with just a little mustache with pubes and the cracker, you fell on your mouth to suck me. I never thought it would be so good, because my husband had never had oral sex with me. I made fun of him like crazy, but he kept licking me, seemed to be savoring the fruit of the gods, sucking all my juice. After me squirming my cave, he put himself between my legs and began to penetrate me. The vigorous advance in my head gave me the impression that I was losing my grip at that moment. I pulled it hard against my body and the mast lodged in the pussy in one stroke, even hitting the uterus hard. Julius started the stockpiles, in a go and come pleasant that led me to enjoy then, making the pussy bark in that hot cock. As he felt the rapprochement of jouissance, he pulled the prick out of me and poured a sea of hot shit on me. In my whole married life, I've never enjoyed as much and as strongly as at that moment. I couldn't even imagine in my dreams that it would be so wonderful to feel a penis with a size that filled me up. Julius' fun on top of my body led me to another orgasm. But he was insatiable, he wanted more. Soon after, he kissed me good and asked me to turn on four. Worried, I told her I was a virgin back there. He said nothing, dressed quickly and left. I was confused, I was afraid you might have hurt him, but I tried not to warm my head. After all, the birthday party had been wonderful, especially with that unexpected gift I received. I went to sleep dreaming about that unforgettable fuck. The sex was so striking that every time I saw Julius I felt a fire consuming me and felt my pussy immediately soaking horny. But to my frustration, he seemed to want to avoid me. One day I got up the courage and asked him why he had been indifferent to me after that party. Julius replied that for him, there were only women who do anything in sex. And since I wasn't like that, he didn't want me anymore. That sounded like blackmail to me, a bit of a scoundrel, but my boner was talking louder. I was completely crazy about that boy, especially for his appetizing cock. I took him to the bathroom, sat in the toilet and started sucking Julius's cock, standing in front of me. I put my dick in a bullet point and told him I'd do anything I wanted. He put me in the sink, facing the mirror, lifted my skirt and lowered my panties. He greased his finger with a cream, opened my buttocks wide open, and started massaging my virgin ass. I confess that that feeling was simply wonderful. When my ass got wet and apparently relaxed, Julius pointed out his delicious bellows on the inside. A chill ran through my spine. The pressure at the entrance increased, the head advanced, he asked to contain the scream, for my husband and my children could hear. I felt terrible pain getting an inch by inch of that massive mast in my ass. Some stockpiles were enough for the pain to turn into pleasure and I came. Yes, I came sensationally up my ass. That forbidden thing, the risk of being caught by my husband, it all only increased my pleasure. But after all, wasn't he the one who fantasized about being a cuckold? And that's exactly what I'd turned him into, a cuckold married to a whore who would do anything for sex. I was shaken by successive orgasms, until Julius also started releasing strong jets of fucking mine, ex-virgin, ass. I've completely lost my strength. Julio got dressed, and before he left, he asked me to come to his apartment that night because he'd have a surprise for me. In his room, we kissed desperately and he lay down in bed, asking him to do a special show. I didn't understand what he meant, but when I turned around, I saw his friend naked at the door. A strong, muscular black boy with an even bigger cock than Julius. Even scared I was fascinated by that. The black man approached me and kissed me on the mouth, on the neck, on the breasts... While your strong, rough hands roamed all over my body. He put me sitting on the edge of the bed and standing in front of me, held tight his giant jeba to lead her to my mouth. Julius watched everything with attention and desire. I took the cock in my hand and started sucking it, from head to bag, until he lay on the bed and put himself in the 69 position. Your thick, warm tongue was able to penetrate my pussy deeper than my husband's dick. The feeling was so wonderful that I did not contain the joy in his mouth. I kept sucking the ruckus until it also exploded in an overwhelming jouissance. We took a break and when I thought I was going to be possessed by Julio, I was surprised by the black boy who, with his cock hard again, asked me to sit down and Ride it. The feeling was that your cock could get to my stomach. When he saw that vast tool lodged in the pussy, Julius finally came to participate. He stood behind me to lick my ass and then knelt down to penetrate my ass. What a wonderful, maddening thing. I've heard of this kind of sex, but I never thought that one day it could be as good a sandwich as that. Today, I can tell you that I love sex more than anyone. My two males have become my faithful lovers and give me mad orgasms by cunt and ass. My husband doesn't suspect anything. Either my excuses for escapes are very convincing or he's really a perfect cuckold, everything he wanted and loves to be. He just says I'm different, hotter, beautiful and happy.