♪ Fate turns around and you may have to take it from behind

My name is Pedro and I'm 48 years old, 1.78 meters tall with a big dick (18 cm). I practice sports and keep my body thin and healthy. I divorced four years ago and have no children. It was difficult at the time because in addition to divorce, I had to return to São Paulo after almost 20 years. That's when I met a young beautiful 27-year-old lawyer, Dr. Silvia B.. She maintained an office on the same floor where I worked and whenever possible I would talk to her. I felt attracted by Sylvia but did not try anything because she was married. We were just friends. Two years later, I walked into her office to invite her for lunch like she always did and found her crying. I hugged her and asked what the problem was. She said that she had discovered not only that her husband has a mistress but also that the whore is pregnant. Said that lover came to her house to tell him that he's getting divorced from his wife so they can marry each other. Asked what her husband thought about it, she replied that he was there just trying to calm down the mistress who was very nervous and making a fuss. She disappeared with her wife, and when she came home admitted that she was his lover but didn't want to be separated from him and asked for forgiveness. Sylvia was devastated because they had been trying to get pregnant for two years and already made an appointment with a fertility specialist. Silvia said that she left the house and spent all night in the office crying. I told her that she needed to go home to rest and reflect, and she said she couldn't come back. I offered my house which is close by and it wouldn't bother her. I found Silvia sleeping in my bed. Her clothes were on the chair next to a towel, so I woke her up and asked if she wanted something to eat. She said yes. I was in the kitchen putting frozen lasagna into the microwave when Sylvia came over. My shirt was too big for me and it looked like an abbess's knee-length T-shirt. Calmerly, Silvia told me that she still loved her husband very much and sincerely wished to forgive him but felt very angry. I warned her that such things could not be forgotten and she would only postpone separation. So she had this idea of changing horns. If she felt guilty for having betrayed her husband, I could forgive him. I said that there was only one problem in your plan: She is faithful to her husband with body and soul. She replied that it's just the body, but this problem can be solved right away. Sylvia took off her shirt showing her half-naked body protected only by white cotton panties. I was amazed at seeing her beauty: 1.55 meters tall, black hair smooth and shoulder height, large breasts with dark nipples contrasting with her fair skin, small belly enough to prove that she wasn't a gym rat, wide hips and thick thighs. I was afraid of losing her friendship, but I'm not iron or a saint candidate. So I went up to her and took her in my arms and we got into bed. I kissed her mouth and licked her ear and neck. And then I delighted myself with her wonderful breasts: soft, firm, artificial. I had always been pro-natural against silicone, but at that moment I didn't give a damn about what I believed. I stood by the bedside to take off my clothes. I was still wearing a tie. While taking off my shirt, Sylvia took off my pants and underwear. As soon as she released my hard cock started a delicious mouthful. She sucked strongly and groped my balls. Tried to put everything in her mouth but didn't have enough expertise and only spit half of it out. I made Silvia get up and kiss her mouth. I laid her on the bed and Sylvia came over wrapping soft pussy with smoothie. What a hot tight little bitch! She rode for a few minutes and joked quickly. I squeezed her breasts, admiring her beautiful face and expressions of pleasure. She fell on my body. We rolled in bed and began to eat it like a delicious mommy-daddy. She continued moaning from erection. I saw that she was going to joke again and tried hard to hold back the fun but it was useless. Fortunately my dick remained tough enough to continue inserting until Sylvia cheered. We rested a little and talked. Silvia said that she felt an attraction towards me and knew it was reciprocal, but did not have the courage to betray her husband. I told her that she had never sung before so it wouldn't hurt her marriage. She said either I saved or destroyed the marriage altogether. We laughed and felt his hand grab my cock, which was already showing signs of life. Sylvia came back and sucked on my dick until he made it hard enough. He got all fours and offered to give me a blowjob. I grabbed him by the waist and pulled tightly. Silvia looked like a dog. She would roll over and throw her ass backwards. Said she loved having sex with four people. Crying and asking for roles and tapping in God's arse. She turned her head back and with a serene look said that I was just about to eat your ass. I took the gel tube from the drawer and passed it on his butt. She asked me to be careful because she hadn't been giving away the bundle for quite some time. I lubricated enough, laced up two fingers and pressed my dick into its ring. Sylvia stood firmly, four feet tall and sticking out of her arse. I waited for her ass to get used to it and she was the one who started moving. I got into that tight-ass until almost mocking, then asked to change my position. Sylvia came up on top of me and rode with my cock in his tail. I lifted my body and sat down nearly suckling her hot breasts. She mocked and her butt blinked loudly. Silvia went out from above and lay flat on her stomach. I threw myself over him and put him in the kitchen. He groaned and begged fuck. I enjoyed less than a minute. We went to the bathroom and in the shower Sylvia crouched and sucked till I made fun of my stick. It took some time but she said she wouldn't rest unless he would take my kick. We forgot about the lasagna in the microwave and went out to dinner. I left Sylvia at home. In bed, I couldn't sleep with a feeling of deja vu and remembered when I was 16 years old. I always used to go to the beach and my favorite sport was fucking girls. I had already fucked many girls and was quite experienced for his age. My friend and chicken companion was Paulinho, guy my age and with lips and efficiency much higher than mine. He was the famous sweet peck papa all. He was my next-door neighbor, and since I used to go to the beach alone practically stayed at his house, making all meals there. Another advantage was seeing Paulinho's mother: a beautiful Balzaquian named Dona Helena 35 years old who liked to use short transparent baby doll. She wasn't like today's hotties very thin or bulging and with silicone, she was natural woman. She was 1.55 meters tall, black hair, white skin, small breasts half fallen from having suckled 3, waistband and bundle. When I came home in the morning she ran to change clothes. So I would leap over the wall and be quiet just watching Dona Helena make breakfast, drooling when she stooped to get something from under a sink or in an oven and showing off her bundle protected by her panties. When she was almost done I'd shout out loud so that she could run for change of clothes. Paulinho's father was a tremendous woman who is nearly 20 years older than his wife. He had abducted Dona Helena when she was only 18 years old and been forced into marriage because his father-in-law was a rich farmer and he promised to catch him. Dona Helena was a resigned woman, devoted to her three children and pretending not to see her husband's infidelity in the name of family sanctity. One weekend I saw his car in Paulinho's garage. I jumped over the wall to talk with him but found only the kitchen door open and the house dark. Very strange. I heard a groan coming from the master bedroom and went foot by foot to check what was happening. I saw Dona Elena curled up on the bed crying quietly. I asked if she was all right and trying to hide her tears she said that everything was fine. I said she didn't look like that and asked her if she needed anything or just to talk. She cried again, saying she had to let it all out. Said she put up with being horny not for the sake of their children. It was because she loved her husband and after a fence jump he treated her better. He was her great love and she would endure everything in order to hold on to him, but he did something terrible. Had impregnated a 17-year-old girl, daughter of his friend and partner at the company. The guy took an ugly shit and threw the crap into the fan. Dona Helena was devastated. She said the son of a bitch didn't deserve her love, that he was stupid and imbecile and she would pay with equal coin. I thought: Paying in equal coins! Lady Helena always inspired my fists. My dick went up at once. Lady Helen put her head on my lap and tapped his ear into my pocket. She took a scare and pulled away. I felt very embarrassed and stood up. I said it was better for me to go and lady Helena asked if I knew how to keep a secret. He said yes and she came over and kissed me. Her hand entered my shorts and held firmly onto my pockets. I began to unbutton her blouse and she helped me with my back in order to open the bra. She bent down to lower her trousers, and saw her top emerge protected by a large beige pantyhose. I crouched and kissed her butt while pulling her panties down. I saw the bikini mark (also big) and her huge hairy cheekbones. I put my tongue into the cheekbone and Lady Helena leapt forward and shouted that I was crazy. She fell flat on the bed wide-legged and called out for me. I admired her natural beauty for a few moments and climbed up onto it. My clothes were long ago on the floor; they fit perfectly together. At the same time as my mouth touched her lips, my poop was touching her cheek. My tongue penetrated her mouth while my dick permeated her wet muzzle. I was in a hurry but concentrating on not making jokes too quickly. Pumping and kissing her mouth. Now squeezing her tits now stroking her neck. Fortunately she made fun of me first so that I could relax to make jokes afterwards. Filling up his pussy with all my week's worth of cum. We were lying down on the bed and Lady Helena asked if the girls I picked out were much better than hers. I said they weren't even close to her feet and that I had always wanted them. She laughed, saying she knew I was spying on her when she made the coffee and bent down deliberately just to drive me crazy. She thought it funny watching me try to hide my erection. We laugheted. Dona Helena repeated our initial question, insisting on the difference between herself and the girls Paulinho and I picked up. The only non-age related difference was that the girls cut their combs because they found their hair ugly jumping out of a bikini. I waited for a while because she had taken her bath. When she came back, it was wrapped in the towel. She walked over to my side and said that there's been a surprise and opened up the washcloth showing off her shaved beak. She misunderstood me; beach girls were cutting their hair by trimming them. And I only told you this because Dona Helena has an enormous forest on her chest which certainly not even the biggest of maos could contain against rebels. It was lucky for me as I have never seen a fully-shaven head before. Then she turned around and bowed down to show that she also scraped her ass hairs. So I pulled her into bed and kissed her mouth. I told her that she looked even hotter and went to examine her pussy. Big, white on the outside with dark lips. Opened my mouth and saw a red inside. Fell out of it. She moaned and said it was cute. Complained about how her husband had never sucked her cunt. Threw my finger in his cock and felt its warmth. Letting go and sliding into the kitchen. Lady Helena locked up the ring. Asked her to relax and she said she couldn't do it there. Made an angry face and asked me why men want to fuck around. Told him it was tight and sexy. Said he loved it and didn't leave his man either. She said the bastard heard so much no that he gave up. I said it didn't hurt as much, just depended on how well a man took care of himself. She said she was going to let me stick my finger in there alone. She relaxed but not too much. I stuck only half my finger and sucked her pussy until she laughed. It was delicious to feel her butt contracting frantically around my finger. I asked if it hurts and she said no, but it was weird. I told her to get down on her knees and she says tie your fingers behind you, then turned round. I put the spike into her pussy from behind while licking her neck and ear. She twisted herself to kiss my mouth, and then came back on her stomach with open legs. I had already mocked once before so it wasn't hard for me to hold myself together. I made the nice joke again and got her in a foursome. I pumped up her pussy while squeezing her breasts. She said she felt like a piranha doing four-wheels. I pulled out her hair and told her that she was a mare and started pushing her around as if she were a horse. Miss Helena teased me again. I stood up in bed and she made me kneel down in bed. I told her that all girls do and love it. She came timidly, touched the cable with her tongue. Opened her mouth a little and took advantage to stick my dick in. She was frightened and tried to pull out but I held her head back and said this is how you did it. I put the roll into her mouth and Lady Helena sucked with eyes wide open. She didn't know how to suck, but I was so excited I enjoyed myself anyway. I wouldn't let her turn over the wire and forced her to swallow everything. When she finished, she screamed because she felt like shit and made a face. I said that I didn't feel disgust when I sucked her pussy, in fact it tasted delicious and wanted more. She was not funny at all. I told her I meant what I said so she laid me on my back with legs wide open and I started to suck her pussy again. She laughed and called me crazy laughing and moaning. I stuck my finger into her arse again which this time did not show much resistance and squeezed the whole of my thumb together. She said it looked weird and sexy as a toe in an asshole. I asked her if I could put it up her butt but she said no because it hurt like shit. I said that it was not a bitch thing and all the girls left (rarely one did, but she seemed to care about what the girls were doing in bed). She made a face of surprise and said her mother had told them that behind is painful and only gives pleasure to men, and after eating they no longer respected women because whoever gave an ass was vicious or whore. I ran to Carlinhos's room and took the gel that was hidden underneath the bathroom cabinet. I walked a long way in his ass, and stuck two fingers into it. Miss Helena complained about being bothering me. I went more calmly, leaving only one finger, and lubricated as much of my skin as possible. When I put on her second toe she didn't complain. She said she was ready, so I left her with four. Miss Helen embraced two pillows and waited for the impalementation. Very carefully I pushed down her head and then some more. She groaned, complaining of pain but told me I could hold out. With half a roll inside I waited for her to get used. To my surprise, she started moving making it go deeper and almost come out whole. She was enjoying the lashing and didn't seem to feel any more pain. I took control of the situation and went on insert holding his waist. She moaned, said that hurt nice and if you knew how good he had let your husband in before. His coat was so hot and tight they could not hold and enjoyed before her. She talked about feeling warmth within herself and that was cute. We lay in bed and she talked about how good it was that I kept my virginity from the kitchen, because her husband wasn't worthy. She said he had never done anything with her but stand up and make fun of him. Said he seldom made fun of her and contented himself by making him laugh, but after seeing my effort to make her laugh, realized that her husband was a selfish shameless jerk. Ringing the phone Mrs Helena told me not to answer. Then I heard the telephone ring at home. I managed to answer the phone and spoke with Paulinho. He asked if his mother was at home, and I told him that there was a car but the door and windows were closed. Paulinho requested me to knock on the door saying that her father was worried about something so she should call. So I went back into Mrs Helena's room, gave her my message, and then she called telling me that she was very angry and would not return until Sunday night. We spent the rest of Saturday and all Sunday inside the house talking, eating, sleeping, etc. Not only did Ms Helena enjoy swallowing for fun, but she also swallowed in order to please me. We became lovers and started to meet in São Paulo. Two months later, Dona Helena found out she was pregnant and when telling her husband the news he got desperate and told him that it had been a mistake. Doña Elena was cruel because she didn't spare any money on taking care of the baby and did not stop giving me during pregnancy. Paulinho without knowing anything made sure to take me to hospital so I could see his newly born little sister. He greeted his mother respectfully and came with the child. In a brief moment when we were alone, Dona Helena said that her blood type was AB and her husband's B. But the girl had A (I am Type-A), so she smiled. The young Aninha (her full name I didn't know but it should have been Paulinho) barely turned two months old; her husband suffered a heart attack and died. After a long mourning climb (she had worn black condoms just for fun), she said that I was going to live with her father and the horn at least didn't leave any debts in his name, but neither did he give one penny to their children. She laughed about how the bastard suffered from a mild heart attack but took this opportunity to inform him that it was Horn who wasn't Aninha's dad. That was enough for me to have another seizure, this time thunderously. I got scared of her and thanked God that she was leaving and would never see her again. I went to work and at lunchtime met Sylvia who was also in a good mood. She was happy, said that she had made peace with her husband and thought they would be able to sort out the mistress (she meant: help raise the child and no contact between them). The next month Silvia was bursting with happiness because the fertility specialist ordered some tests and found that she was pregnant. Although we tried to keep only friendship ended up having some escapades in my apartment. This made Sylvia feel guilty enough to forgive the horn he took. When the lover's baby was born, a little Japanese boy came. As her husband and mistress were blondes, it gave the greatest confusion because the fool had paid for all medicines, exams and childbirth to find out that he was the horn of his beloved. She tried to claim she had Indian relatives but the blood type unmasked her making DNA testing unnecessary. Sylvia laughed inside and her joy provided me with three tantrums in a row (in front did not bother her stomach too much). The guy got upset because his blood type was B and the girl was born A, just like her mother. It wasn't impossible, only unlikely. The horn went to do some tests and in two weeks found out that it was sterile. When confronted, Sylvia was not surprised by its sterility and said that to endure him, only finding a lover. The man left home, asked for divorce and filed an action to disconstitute paternity, which was only possible because I presented myself as father. I looked at the filiation and found out that she was a daughter of Dona Helena. I did the calculations and gave no other, Silvia was Aninha. I got confused and asked when he would meet his parents and relatives. Sylvia said her parents had already died and that their brothers lived in Goiânia, except for the eldest, José Paulo, who lived in London and didn't like Brazil. I told him that I knew your parents and was Paulinho's friend from youth. Told everything I remembered sparing you about my affair with your mother and me being your father. Things became complicated because we began to climb more often. She practically lived with me and ended up getting pregnant again. During the pregnancy, Silvia asked if I didn't want to make our relationship more serious because we were expecting a second child. We got married and convinced Sylvia not to have any more children. I had vasectomies. Fortunately our kids are healthy and very happy. I found out that Paulinho was gay and came out of the closet. His obsession for his estranged wife was a desperate way of denying his sexuality but when he went to live with grandfather who was macho and homophobic, fell in love with a pawn. The old man stood between killing his grandson or sending him to another country. Paulinho preferred London and never returned, even after the old man's death.