Change of Life
Hello friends, this is a true story about changing my life for the better of course occurred in current year 2004. moralists or pseudo-moralists can criticize but I am mainly interested very happy and fulfilled. i'm Ana 32 years old well married 1.67 m 60 kg average breasts thick thighs honey colored skin brown hair eyes and have 2 small children My husband Andre 35 years he is wonderful in every way from care and affection that dispenses to everyone at home to his extraordinary sexual appetite It seems to be trendy these days, having fantasies about switching partners and swinging and things like that. Within this line we have been fantasizing for many years about having other partners with the sole purpose of enjoyment. André loves seeing me well dressed in provocative clothes and always comments when someone compliments my appearance. Actually it's two against a thousand when you realize some guy is looking at me. At the end of last year, as always there was a party at the company where my husband works and he asked me to be "dressed for killing" in what has been meticulously attended. It was a hot night so I wore a white dress somewhat transparent fair not too short but with some lateral openings that didn't leave much for guys to imagine because it offered a panoramic view of everything they wanted to see or almost. Already the top without bra showed off nearly all front and back either by decotes or transparency. Needless to say, I was the center of attention for all the grumpy men present and envy and disapproval from women. After pouring a lot of booze, compliments and innuendoes started getting looser, so much that he heard several times whispered things like "hot", "horny" etc. The boldest one of them was Roberto, André's boss who had the nerve to tell everyone - including his wife who gave him a powerful elbow punch - that I was so hot that he would not charge me anything at all to eat. Everybody laughed, had fun and made a lot of jokes but the truth is I was loving provoking that bunch of punks. After the party, half drunk we went home super excited and of course we fucked fantasizing about the collective excitement I provoked, and when André asked me if I would really like to give it to any of his coworkers, I replied that it would be easier for me to say that I wouldn't want to just give to a few people with whom I did not sympathize because almost everyone left me "wet" and very much in order to give with their comments. He asked if I would even give it to Roberto, his boss who was an older guy and he heard that yes, that even I had thought about this possibility a few times before and noticed the absurd size of his hands and thickness of his fingers wondering what he wouldn't do with that hand between my legs. André said we could think of something for him as well because he too wanted some change from his secretary, also married, 25 years old, very attractive and according to him she would be unhappy at home and wanting more from him. He asked me if I would mind and he said no, as long as it was just for pleasure and that she took proper care. We stayed there and slept like crazy since the next day André wasn't going to work because of a collective company vacation. We traveled to the coast for end-of-year parties with the kids but whenever we had an opportunity to be alone we made love, always talking about his friends, imagining all the craziness I could do with them, and his secretary who he confessed to having already given some good definitive caresses at the end of the file. Back to normal life, right in the first days of work, André told me that he had "lunched" with his secretary at a motel and it was very nice and they would like to repeat their dose every now and then. And secondly, there were thousands of comments about my company, everyone praising how hot I looked and provocative on New Year's Eve party and saying they envied Andre for having wife back home. In the midst of these compliments and jokes, André was called in private by Roberto, who besides being his boss is also a long-time friend, saying that he would like to have a chat with him at the end of the day so they could talk about some plans he had for the company.
He told me that when he got home, they really talked for a long time about the plans for the company but at some point in time the conversation changed to this year-end party and Roberto apologized because I said before everyone "I won't charge anything to eat with you". Robert wanted to know more, and with his tongue loose from the drink André told in detail what we had done - and worse yet, what we talked about.
Roberto asked if we were a liberal couple. André said not yet, that we only fantasized about it but had never done anything out of what would be considered normal between couples except for his recent affair with the secretary to my knowledge and without any opposition from me. Roberto, visibly excited, retorted that please if one day we decide to open our marriage for the participation of other people who would remember him, he considered himself a great friend and even though there was a bunch of guys wanting to fuck me, he'd like to be first in line. All said with laughter because of relaxation caused by excessive drinking. He then asked whether we were having anal sex, did I like it since he always had difficulty doing so with his wife who besides being very truthful felt much pain due to the thickness of her member. According to him his <unk>arma<unk> was more or less normal size but a diameter well above the usual.
Back at home, of course we talked about it and joked like crazy amongst all the nonsense I said that I would love to be a real whore so that everyone who wanted to eat me could.
A few weeks later, already in February, again André went to fill his face with Roberto and of course the topic of conversation was only filth, and half loudly Andre told what I had spoken. Robert took out a checkbook, and said: "How much do you want?" When André arrived, after we had climbed I asked if he would let me play the part of a whore even though she was just a neighbour which I really wanted to try and charge for my services. He said that it's fine as long as Roberto knows all about everything so at this point we were excited again and gave another glorious climb with him calling me an attractive little bitch and imagining his big fat cock invading me
The next day, very early in the morning Roberto called André asking if we had talked about yesterday's chatter. My husband told him everything in detail leaving Robert hallucinating with this idea and asked for my phone to call me. At lunchtime he phoned me at work - luckily I was alone and could talk freely - and directly asked whether I would like to fulfill his fantasy of being a prostitute for one day. I replied that it was of course yes, and when he asked how much would I charge to make the fantasy turn into reality my proposal accepted, is that I wouldn't say how much, we will go out, do whatever he wants and then he decides what pay me by his level of satisfaction with my "services". We set for next day on a Friday at 16:00 in front of my work door being up to me find an excuse to leave early. Super excited called Andre who also had been miles away and reported the chat. She replied that it was all right and the next day she would take care of the children while I did not arrive, presuming my arrival to be "midnight".
The next day I came down about twenty minutes before the scheduled time to attend a meeting of mothers at children's school and Roberto was already waiting for me. I got into my car, we exchanged an innocent kiss on his face and went to a flat that he had rented nearby. As soon as we climbed up I was embraced with the greatest tenderness by Roberto who took off my clothes covering every millimeter of my body in delicious kisses and licks, especially my breasts and vagina, which were sucked quite violently leaving some purple marks. I returned the kindness in like manner, calmly; and when I took off his underpants, I confess to being somewhat frightened by the diameter of his pocket which was so much larger than I had imagined it would be that after sucking him a little I found myself having difficulty inserting him into my mouth. Playfully, I asked if he intended to tear me with this delight. He stopped, got up, went over to his coat and came out with a small black briefcase which he opened taking out a thick gold chain which he put around my neck saying: "I want first to please and give great pleasure to my whore and then, if she wishes, will give me pleasure". Having done so, he placed three small envelopes on the bedside table with numbers 1, 2 and 3 written in them. The first one was thinner, the second a little fuller, and the third much more full.
It was like plugging myself in, taking control of the situation by pulling out a tube from my purse with that special KY lubricant and saying I want number 3, it's going to be full service. We got into 69 position where she divinely sucked me through her tongue and thick fingers and after I had my first orgasm he still restrained himself, started lubricating my buttocks with KY deeply inserting one finger making light back-and-forth movements then sticking two fingers in while continually sucking on me until giving me my second orgasm. So I lay on my stomach with two pillows underneath me, exposing my little backside and asking him to come slowly that I wanted all this wonder inside of me. He put "on the door" from my coat rack, playing a game of coming and going very slowly and went feeling every movement he was getting in a bit more until it felt whole like a hot iron within me. The pleasure was so much that even pain did not feel after a few minutes, still with him inside, I stood at four and asked go now its your turn, eat me tasty I didn't have to insist, he grabbed me by the seats and started coming back without any resistance on my part who still threw me behind facilitating penetration. We enjoy almost at the same time screams, I call him my macho, my stallion, and he of my little whore.
We took a quick shower and then, exchanging sweet kisses, we went back to bed. While resting for some time I asked him until that moment what my grade was being, he replied that from zero to ten my score was 15, and the envelope number 3 was already mine but if I wanted it there would still be time to "fight" for 2 and who knows about 1. Then I got on top of him, pointing that iron at my little girl and going down very slowly until he swallowed it whole. It hurt a bit but nature is the greatest thing there ever was so soon as she grew accustomed to its thickness and I was riding this delight like crazy while he sucked my breasts gently which I did till we had fun again feeling an avalanche of fluids coming down my thighs. Roberto ordered some drinks and snacks from the flat while we were resting, he said that envelope 2 was already guaranteed. He then said that he hoped this fantasy of mine wasn't just for the day and would like me to continue "providing my services" to him indefinitely, and if I intended to expand my "clientellia", I had his greatest support. Even recommended some friends who already commented about me with him, only asking me to require condom use in order to make it safer and more professional - a detail we didn't even remember at the time because of our enthusiasm despite having bought some from his pocket. I responded with kisses and hugs, saying that this was a case to think about, that I needed to talk to my husband and now it was time for the last envelope battle. I shoved his still flaccid pussy full of cock mead and my vaginal juices into my mouth as if he could fit in there, and began slight tongue movements feeling him slowly reacting by growing bigger and opening up more and more my little mouthpiece. I asked whether he wanted to make fun like that, and he said that's what the price would be for the final envelope, just as I had imagined. I did the most whimsical blowjob of my life feeling his fingers on my pussy until it felt like a warm gush in my throat that was savored with indescribable pleasure. I also took the opportunity to ride him, enjoying all this molasses, so as to rub my xanax into it and have the last orgasm of the night. We stayed for some time resting exchanging kisses and caresses, we bathed and went back home. Roberto asked that if I wanted and could, on a prearranged payment, he would like to go out with me at least once a week. And the next Sunday morning he'd tell his wife that he was going to the club for a little walk and would want to spend the morning with me if André agreed and could take care of the children.
André was waiting for me anxiously, dying of excitement and curiosity; it was already after 22:00, the children were sleeping. He asked about the gold chain I wore, I told him why and about the envelopes that I hadn't even opened which made a great fright because adding all three together there was roughly twice what I earn by working an entire month. We do not believe in this nonsense of money earned in just a few hours and, incidentally, with much pleasure. I told him about Roberto's proposal to go out with me once a week and even support and help me if I wanted to expand my contacts.
After that we talked until almost dawn and it became clear on my part that I had loved the experience and would even like to quit my job in order to devote myself to this new activity, with selected people, only friends or persons indicated by them. André at first did not like the idea very much but due to the climate of horny ended up agreeing when I said that even my boss Dr. Paulo was about to eat me a long time ago for free, of course, and he just didn't do it because I ran away from the queue. So, we counted five or six possible 'fixed customers' out of any indications from Roberto who said he had two or three more. With that I would surely earn about three to four times what I earned working and without a doubt with much more pleasure. Finally, when dawn came we approved the idea and decided to confirm my departure with Roberto on Sunday morning since having only him as a client and for the amount he had suggested in four monthly outings I would already be earning twice what I was making at work without any commitment of hours or discount.
Sunday morning I went out with Roberto repeating our marathon, and receiving an envelope not so filled but that represented half of my monthly salary. On Monday I resigned from Dr. Paulo claiming to be unemployed for a while, wanting to change my life, he resisted, but remained steadfast, offering myself to train my replacement which I did in two weeks, disconnecting me from the office. In the farewell he hugged me tightly, sticking his body on me, I returned with a shameless tongue kiss taking advantage of that we were alone in the room, saying now you are not my boss anymore, we can talk, wait for me to contact. He was sweaty, with an astonished face, but left leaving him in this critical state. A few weeks later I called, we arranged a lunch where they opened the game. He got scared a little bit but realizing that I was firm and it would be the only way to go out with me ended up agreeing and becoming more regular customer.
With Roberto, my preferred client with absolute privilege in the schedule, we even arranged that he would bank the flat for me to use and serve whomever I wanted as I have been doing up until today. My calendar is packed mostly at lunchtime, late afternoon and Saturday mornings since all eight of my "clients" are married so by night I'm home with my family playing an exemplary mother-wife role very well André still regularly eats his secretary during lunch time often in our apartment when I am not working I make a point of using condoms except with Roberto who is a very special client. For now, I do not intend to expand my contacts because the ones that I already have give me a comfortable and pleasurable life full of free time for taking care of myself, my house, my husband and children. At home, my mother helps me take care of the kids as she doesn't really understand my "working hours" or last-minute meetings scheduled on her mobile phone. Moreover, with Andre besides the greater comfort and financial tranquility we enjoyed our relationship has improved a lot in every way because of the complicity and passion that prevail in our daily life.
He told me that when he got home, they really talked for a long time about the plans for the company but at some point in time the conversation changed to this year-end party and Roberto apologized because I said before everyone "I won't charge anything to eat with you". Robert wanted to know more, and with his tongue loose from the drink André told in detail what we had done - and worse yet, what we talked about.
Roberto asked if we were a liberal couple. André said not yet, that we only fantasized about it but had never done anything out of what would be considered normal between couples except for his recent affair with the secretary to my knowledge and without any opposition from me. Roberto, visibly excited, retorted that please if one day we decide to open our marriage for the participation of other people who would remember him, he considered himself a great friend and even though there was a bunch of guys wanting to fuck me, he'd like to be first in line. All said with laughter because of relaxation caused by excessive drinking. He then asked whether we were having anal sex, did I like it since he always had difficulty doing so with his wife who besides being very truthful felt much pain due to the thickness of her member. According to him his <unk>arma<unk> was more or less normal size but a diameter well above the usual.
Back at home, of course we talked about it and joked like crazy amongst all the nonsense I said that I would love to be a real whore so that everyone who wanted to eat me could.
A few weeks later, already in February, again André went to fill his face with Roberto and of course the topic of conversation was only filth, and half loudly Andre told what I had spoken. Robert took out a checkbook, and said: "How much do you want?" When André arrived, after we had climbed I asked if he would let me play the part of a whore even though she was just a neighbour which I really wanted to try and charge for my services. He said that it's fine as long as Roberto knows all about everything so at this point we were excited again and gave another glorious climb with him calling me an attractive little bitch and imagining his big fat cock invading me
The next day, very early in the morning Roberto called André asking if we had talked about yesterday's chatter. My husband told him everything in detail leaving Robert hallucinating with this idea and asked for my phone to call me. At lunchtime he phoned me at work - luckily I was alone and could talk freely - and directly asked whether I would like to fulfill his fantasy of being a prostitute for one day. I replied that it was of course yes, and when he asked how much would I charge to make the fantasy turn into reality my proposal accepted, is that I wouldn't say how much, we will go out, do whatever he wants and then he decides what pay me by his level of satisfaction with my "services". We set for next day on a Friday at 16:00 in front of my work door being up to me find an excuse to leave early. Super excited called Andre who also had been miles away and reported the chat. She replied that it was all right and the next day she would take care of the children while I did not arrive, presuming my arrival to be "midnight".
The next day I came down about twenty minutes before the scheduled time to attend a meeting of mothers at children's school and Roberto was already waiting for me. I got into my car, we exchanged an innocent kiss on his face and went to a flat that he had rented nearby. As soon as we climbed up I was embraced with the greatest tenderness by Roberto who took off my clothes covering every millimeter of my body in delicious kisses and licks, especially my breasts and vagina, which were sucked quite violently leaving some purple marks. I returned the kindness in like manner, calmly; and when I took off his underpants, I confess to being somewhat frightened by the diameter of his pocket which was so much larger than I had imagined it would be that after sucking him a little I found myself having difficulty inserting him into my mouth. Playfully, I asked if he intended to tear me with this delight. He stopped, got up, went over to his coat and came out with a small black briefcase which he opened taking out a thick gold chain which he put around my neck saying: "I want first to please and give great pleasure to my whore and then, if she wishes, will give me pleasure". Having done so, he placed three small envelopes on the bedside table with numbers 1, 2 and 3 written in them. The first one was thinner, the second a little fuller, and the third much more full.
It was like plugging myself in, taking control of the situation by pulling out a tube from my purse with that special KY lubricant and saying I want number 3, it's going to be full service. We got into 69 position where she divinely sucked me through her tongue and thick fingers and after I had my first orgasm he still restrained himself, started lubricating my buttocks with KY deeply inserting one finger making light back-and-forth movements then sticking two fingers in while continually sucking on me until giving me my second orgasm. So I lay on my stomach with two pillows underneath me, exposing my little backside and asking him to come slowly that I wanted all this wonder inside of me. He put "on the door" from my coat rack, playing a game of coming and going very slowly and went feeling every movement he was getting in a bit more until it felt whole like a hot iron within me. The pleasure was so much that even pain did not feel after a few minutes, still with him inside, I stood at four and asked go now its your turn, eat me tasty I didn't have to insist, he grabbed me by the seats and started coming back without any resistance on my part who still threw me behind facilitating penetration. We enjoy almost at the same time screams, I call him my macho, my stallion, and he of my little whore.
We took a quick shower and then, exchanging sweet kisses, we went back to bed. While resting for some time I asked him until that moment what my grade was being, he replied that from zero to ten my score was 15, and the envelope number 3 was already mine but if I wanted it there would still be time to "fight" for 2 and who knows about 1. Then I got on top of him, pointing that iron at my little girl and going down very slowly until he swallowed it whole. It hurt a bit but nature is the greatest thing there ever was so soon as she grew accustomed to its thickness and I was riding this delight like crazy while he sucked my breasts gently which I did till we had fun again feeling an avalanche of fluids coming down my thighs. Roberto ordered some drinks and snacks from the flat while we were resting, he said that envelope 2 was already guaranteed. He then said that he hoped this fantasy of mine wasn't just for the day and would like me to continue "providing my services" to him indefinitely, and if I intended to expand my "clientellia", I had his greatest support. Even recommended some friends who already commented about me with him, only asking me to require condom use in order to make it safer and more professional - a detail we didn't even remember at the time because of our enthusiasm despite having bought some from his pocket. I responded with kisses and hugs, saying that this was a case to think about, that I needed to talk to my husband and now it was time for the last envelope battle. I shoved his still flaccid pussy full of cock mead and my vaginal juices into my mouth as if he could fit in there, and began slight tongue movements feeling him slowly reacting by growing bigger and opening up more and more my little mouthpiece. I asked whether he wanted to make fun like that, and he said that's what the price would be for the final envelope, just as I had imagined. I did the most whimsical blowjob of my life feeling his fingers on my pussy until it felt like a warm gush in my throat that was savored with indescribable pleasure. I also took the opportunity to ride him, enjoying all this molasses, so as to rub my xanax into it and have the last orgasm of the night. We stayed for some time resting exchanging kisses and caresses, we bathed and went back home. Roberto asked that if I wanted and could, on a prearranged payment, he would like to go out with me at least once a week. And the next Sunday morning he'd tell his wife that he was going to the club for a little walk and would want to spend the morning with me if André agreed and could take care of the children.
André was waiting for me anxiously, dying of excitement and curiosity; it was already after 22:00, the children were sleeping. He asked about the gold chain I wore, I told him why and about the envelopes that I hadn't even opened which made a great fright because adding all three together there was roughly twice what I earn by working an entire month. We do not believe in this nonsense of money earned in just a few hours and, incidentally, with much pleasure. I told him about Roberto's proposal to go out with me once a week and even support and help me if I wanted to expand my contacts.
After that we talked until almost dawn and it became clear on my part that I had loved the experience and would even like to quit my job in order to devote myself to this new activity, with selected people, only friends or persons indicated by them. André at first did not like the idea very much but due to the climate of horny ended up agreeing when I said that even my boss Dr. Paulo was about to eat me a long time ago for free, of course, and he just didn't do it because I ran away from the queue. So, we counted five or six possible 'fixed customers' out of any indications from Roberto who said he had two or three more. With that I would surely earn about three to four times what I earned working and without a doubt with much more pleasure. Finally, when dawn came we approved the idea and decided to confirm my departure with Roberto on Sunday morning since having only him as a client and for the amount he had suggested in four monthly outings I would already be earning twice what I was making at work without any commitment of hours or discount.
Sunday morning I went out with Roberto repeating our marathon, and receiving an envelope not so filled but that represented half of my monthly salary. On Monday I resigned from Dr. Paulo claiming to be unemployed for a while, wanting to change my life, he resisted, but remained steadfast, offering myself to train my replacement which I did in two weeks, disconnecting me from the office. In the farewell he hugged me tightly, sticking his body on me, I returned with a shameless tongue kiss taking advantage of that we were alone in the room, saying now you are not my boss anymore, we can talk, wait for me to contact. He was sweaty, with an astonished face, but left leaving him in this critical state. A few weeks later I called, we arranged a lunch where they opened the game. He got scared a little bit but realizing that I was firm and it would be the only way to go out with me ended up agreeing and becoming more regular customer.
With Roberto, my preferred client with absolute privilege in the schedule, we even arranged that he would bank the flat for me to use and serve whomever I wanted as I have been doing up until today. My calendar is packed mostly at lunchtime, late afternoon and Saturday mornings since all eight of my "clients" are married so by night I'm home with my family playing an exemplary mother-wife role very well André still regularly eats his secretary during lunch time often in our apartment when I am not working I make a point of using condoms except with Roberto who is a very special client. For now, I do not intend to expand my contacts because the ones that I already have give me a comfortable and pleasurable life full of free time for taking care of myself, my house, my husband and children. At home, my mother helps me take care of the kids as she doesn't really understand my "working hours" or last-minute meetings scheduled on her mobile phone. Moreover, with Andre besides the greater comfort and financial tranquility we enjoyed our relationship has improved a lot in every way because of the complicity and passion that prevail in our daily life.
No reaction yet.
0
curtidas
13 views