New Life
Dear friends, I will send my tale by part. If it pleases me, I'll send the rest. Lois.
NEW LIFE
By Lois Ardna Neruol
Chapter 1
How to start this story? Well, I'm 30, I'm married to ten, I have two kids, a nine-year-old boy and an eight-year-old girl. My husband owns a medium-sized industry here in the Campinas area and my name is Lois. It was hard for me to start writing these lines, depending on the creation I had. I know I'm a pretty good-looking woman, because I'm pretty much sung everywhere I go. Despite the two children, I always took care of myself very well, doing gymnastics regularly, as well as a lot of exercise on the family farm. My husband is ten years older than me, but we get along very well in all respects. Until recently I hadn't betrayed him yet, even though my fantasies ran crazy in my head.
I'll explain. I'm an exhibitionist. To the extreme. One of my greatest pleasures is to dress up provocatively and go for a walk through the shopping malls in Campinas, to see how the boys look. I usually go in the afternoon when the kids are at school and my husband's working. It's a ritual I follow to the letter. First I take a very nice bath to be relaxed, then I choose the clothes. I'm very fond of short silk dresses, because I don't usually wear a bra, and silk really marks the contour of the breasts and the pussies stand out more. I put on a tiny panties but also mark the dress, sandals with high heels, and the least jewelry or jewelry, just a watch and some ring. The ring I take off. My husband gave me an Audi A6, which also helps a lot, in my goal of being looked at. When I get to the mall, I walk around until I find a bunch of guys like always at the malls. Then I walk back and forth, showing my dowry, leaning in the window so that some might have a better view. I was elected miss of my town when I was eighteen, so I know I'm hot and pretty. I like teasing men, not just the boys at the malls, but where there are men, but that's all. I'll even get the workers to do some work at home, sporadically. I've been through some trouble, because they already followed me to the parking lot and then followed my car for a while. I don't know how, these innocent walks came to my husband's knowledge, because one day when he came home he was waiting for me. At first he thought I was having an affair with someone. After a lot of arguing, I ended up confessing my little tara. Made peace he started kissing me and boggling me right there in the living room, and before we realized we were in bed before the end of the afternoon, giving the hottest fuck since we got married. I realized then that he was excited by the conversation we had. Since our marriage had fallen into that normal ten - year - old marasmus, it was simply wonderful what happened. From that day on, we'd fuck a lot more assiduously than before, only he'd ask me to tell him how my day was. If I had spent a warm, boring day, I would have invented my escapes and fantasies, which always made him enormously excited. From then on it was a step for him to start asking me things, like, "Do you like sucking a dick like mine, like any man?" I've been increasing my accounts the way he wanted to hear it. This happened about eleven months ago, and the other striking fact two months ago.
Chapter 2
After a while, I realized that it was difficult to motivate my husband the way she was used to, because before that we fucked at most twice a week and then it was almost daily. It just started to slow down the constancy of the fucks again. In bed conversations, he was already openly asking if I didn't want to have sex with someone else, which I've always denied, or cause my creation or love him very much, or shame him, to this day I don't know. As the pressure increased, I got used to the idea, despite being against it. Until one day I agreed, but we'd have to follow some rules. He's in on it, and we're laying down the rules. Since I'm on the pill, we never use a condom, and I said I wouldn't fuck anyone with a condom, which got him in trouble, because he was too afraid of AIDS. After a week he arrived with the solution. He said he was going to refer whoever I chose to the company doctor in order to do the HIV test, giving the excuse that he was a nephew, who was afraid his father would know he needed the test. As I saw his intention was for me to have sex with a big boy, I objected, but he argued that with a boy he would not feel threatened, since a boy would not really conquer me, in what he was right, because I like older men. One of the rules was that everything happened at home, because that's where I feel very safe. The other: he could not participate, but could observe. Another: if it worked out, the chosen partner should have other meetings with me, since he was also approved in the HIV test.
We spent about three days combining everything, always intertwined the discussions with violent and emotional fucks, just in the thought of what would happen. When I found myself ready, I left for the attack. One Saturday morning, when we woke up, I told him it was that day. He asked me what it would be like and I said it didn't matter. Then I asked him to take the children to spend the weekend with their grandparents at the farm, which is relatively close, warning them that we would pick them up on Sunday afternoon. Our house is quite large, with a dash that gives to my husband's office and to the rooms, overlooking the lawn and pool, and I thought I could start by the office that has attached the room with the home-theater and the tv. After he went out with the kids, I went for a good bath and I took a long look. I put on a well-cut silk dress we had bought in Paris, very short, by the way, too short for a married lady, but I knew it made me horny. He's got honey color, and he's really cute and sexy. I wore black sandals with high heels, black panties, garter straps and smoking socks, and as usual, no bra. This time I put some jewelry, a Bulgari watch, quite a Catalyst perfume, which is actually man's but I love it, also putting two condoms in the bag, and although it's only eleven o'clock in the morning I took a generous dose of whiskey. I'm not much to drink, but the occasion asked. I took the car and went to Iguatemi Shopping in Campinas. I parked and entered with the greatest goodwill in the world to do what I had proposed. I began to see the shops, which is something that always gives me pleasure, without any malicious thinking at the moment, just wanted to enjoy the feeling of freedom that was taking over my whole being, since I was there looking for an adventure with all the support of my husband. What a wonderful feeling for a woman. It's really exciting, you being able to choose who you want without the slightest ceremony, or remorse. I noticed that three boys started chasing me, stopping every time I stopped. When I noticed that, I started offering myself up, stopping to look at shoes, dresses, spinning like a little girl, sometimes talking to myself, cheap. It was past one when I decided to have lunch, and I went up to the food court. I sat in a diner I don't even know what it was because I wasn't interested in food at all. I know you were Italian because I ordered a small pizza.
Chapter 3
When I was halfway there, I saw the boys sitting next to me. I didn't really look at any of them, but I realized one that looked at me more intensely and that was really cute. I looked at them several times and saw when one encouraged the other to come to me. It took almost half an hour for one of them to come and talk to me. He was shaking when I told him to sit down. A stutter started, which I almost died of laughing, but soon we established a lively conversation. After a few minutes, he asked if his friends could join us at our table, which I agreed to. He made the introductions as an educated boy who was and we all started talking excitedly. It was almost 3:00 when I said I had to go. I saw the sadness in the look of the three, but the most affectionate asked if I didn't want to have a beer with them elsewhere. I said no, but if they wanted to have one at home, we could all go there. I'd like a camera to fix the looks you've made and exchanged between you. As they were in the car, I asked the cutest one to come with me to join him, so he asked one of them to go with his car and came with me. He behaved well all the way, but he began to wonder if my husband would find it bad, since I had said I was married. I told you he was at the farm and he wouldn't be back until the next day. When we got home, we settled on the porch and went to get beers and snacks. Our employees don't have the habit of entering the social part of the house, unless they're called, so I was cool with staying with them there. It didn't take long, and the conversation started to go sideways and I let it roll loose. It's time we gave the boys their names. What I liked most is Roni, Ronaldo's nickname, and the other two were Beto and Alfredo. Alfredo was the oldest and also the most sex-related. By order Roni was 19 Beto also 19 and Alfredo 21. They started asking me how many times I'd betrayed my husband and so far I don't think I believe when I said I'd ever betrayed him, but I was too eager to do it. They were in a terrible uproar, but I was firm to say that I would not have sex with anyone who had not taken the HIV test and showed me the result. It was just a cry. It was unanimous to say that they had nothing, that they fucked little, that one was a virgin, which was true, but I was irreducible. Gradually I've been fitting into the conversation a way for them to have me. They weren't much to drink either, and they were pretty sober when I told them how it would be possible. You said they were going to take it for my husband's firm, and that I would say they were the children of a friend who couldn't know about the exam. Since that was a cold shower on the boys, I saw their frustration and wanted to ease it a little bit. I walked into the office through the balcony door and had them come in too. They sat in the spacious armchairs we have and I went to the TV and sound room to turn it on. I almost fell behind a scare when I found my husband squatting behind one of the speakers. He gave me a sign of silence with his fingers and I went to turn on the sound, putting on a soft and dancing music cd. Back in the office, I took Roni dancing. He didn't know how to dance very well but he grabbed me hard. In seconds I felt your stiff limb against my legs. It gave me a crazy urge to send the HIV test to the fans and eat it right there and then, but I stopped. I leaned my face against his and I let the young man's music and his arms and legs. I was in another world. Meanwhile the other two almost masturbated from touching their dicks. I had a crazy, crazier idea. I asked Roni to sit down and I took Beto to dance. He was more of a pain in the ass yet, but the dick was in Roni's same degree of hardness. Then it was Alfredo's turn to be older, and he wanted to show off, putting his hands on my ass, which I let them stay. Suddenly he kissed me on the mouth, and I walked away immediately. He was shocked and asked what was wrong. I just said it wasn't the moment yet, but just calm down that this moment would come. I asked you to sit down and I started dancing alone in the middle of the office room. As my husband greets many people in the office he is very broad, and I danced making the dress stand up showing my tiny panties and at the hottest pace a little bit of music my breasts swayed freely under the light dress. I saw the boys didn't want to believe what they saw, so I started taking my clothes off. First one shoe, then the other shoe, and slowly I sat at a banquet and started taking off my socks. Very slowly, lifting my legs well I took the first, I got up to Roni I wrapped the sock around his neck and kissed him on the mouth. I sat down again and slowly removed the other sock and wrapped it around Alfredo's neck and kissed him. After I sat down again I took the garter belt and slowly went to the Beto that was almost shriveled and sat on his lap, wrapped the girdle around his neck, pulled it on me and took a long and perverse tongue kiss. After that I got up and danced very slowly, because the music was slow now I took the dress out of my head, just wearing panties. The boys were staring at me with no sound, and I took it to get the dress and quickly run up. I came back only 15 minutes later, and I realized that the three of them had masturbated in front of each other because of the hard-on leaving me. Already restored, we talked for another hour and agreed to every lie we would preach to my husband. When they left, I also realized that my husband had masturbated too, which made me very angry, because I was horny and wanted to fuck at that time and he was no longer gassy. In any case we went up, and after a blow job calling him just Roni, his dick got in bulletpoint and I finally got to ride him and make one of the best jokes of my life, thinking about the three boys.
Chapter 4
The following Monday as agreed with the three, they came at lunchtime at home. I introduced them to my husband as the children of some gym friends, and I explained to him in front of all three what they wanted. As he was already putting it into our conversation, he pretended to believe it and took it to the factory. At night he told us that the boys were very discreet and hardly talked to him on the way. After being routed, he didn't see them anymore. Roni called me this afternoon, wondering if he could come over. I told him not because the kids were home, and I said I'd call him later. Due to my husband's request for the tests to be done quickly, on Friday they already had the results, and according to what my husband said they were perfectly healthy, but I wanted to see the tests anyway, personally. We agreed to meet Saturday again at the mall. At noon I was walking around the mall again, only this time I wasn't so provocative, because I had already achieved my goal. I found the three of them casually, and we went for ice cream, having an inconsequential, generic conversation. We had a quick snack and I invited them home. This time, I knew my husband was hiding in the sound room, only he had improved his hiding place. As we have all over the sound room, huge cushions he had arranged so that if someone came in he wouldn't see him. He did some kind of barricade with the pillows. When we arrived I asked if any of them would like to take a pool bath, which Alfredo and Beto said yes. They had brought their swimsuits and went to change. At that point Roni wanted to kiss me, and I kissed him a little. I brought beers and it tastes for all of us and we started chatting. We had taken the children back to the farm, which made my in-laws quite satisfied, because it was rare to go so followed visit them, staying to pick them up at the
Sunday. We have three permanent employees, two women and the driver. That Saturday was one of them off, but I told her I didn't want to be disturbed.
I got comfortable, crossing my legs to put under the body, in a lounger by the pool and talking to all three. They asked again about my husband and I said I was traveling this time, and I wouldn't be back for a week. They got more relaxed and the conversation started going sexual. They wanted to know anyway what had led me to want to have any kind of adventure outside the marriage, and I answered it kind of with monosyllables, because I didn't really want to tell the truth. I noticed that the three of them were getting excited again, hair volumes in their swimsuits, and I decided to do something. My husband had asked me if anything was going to happen, to go to the office, since from the balcony he had no vision. I invited Roni to sit in the inner chair, and I went to turn on the sound in soft songs from cable. When I sat next to him, he pulled me out and we had a long, long kiss. The boy's mouth was very hot, although he didn't have much practice was a very tasty kiss. Soon I felt that your hand was looking to touch my right breast. I didn't mention bothering me and he held him tight while kissing me again. I accidentally dropped my hand on your lap and felt the hardness of your limb putting under the swimsuit. He shuddered to feel my touch. He started kissing me on the neck, on the face, in his mouth half lucinously and I realized that the time of truth had come. I had prepared for that moment a long time ago, but since it was the first time, there were still barriers in my head. I almost gave up everything. I suddenly got up and said I'd change the songs. When I walked into the sound room, I told my husband I wanted to give up. But he whispered that since he had come to that point, he would go ahead. I switched the music channel and came back more willing. Only I came back with a bad idea in my head. I've decided to make some of my husband. Chapter 5
As soon as I sat down, I whispered to Roni that I'd like to go up to my room with him. The boy shuddered visibly. I took him by the hand and we slowly climbed to the top floor. In the bedroom I took off my dress and I was all in my panties, and he promptly also took off his pants and shirt by wearing his underwear. We lay down and he hugged me and started kissing me furiously. When you took your underwear off, I saw that your dick wasn't as big as my husband's, but it was thicker. I didn't have much time to see anything, because at the age of 19 he didn't even go through the foreplay. He laid on me and I felt his stiff limb looking for the entrance of my suffering vagina. I spread my legs and he put it all together, without the slightest ceremony or preparation. Since he was already wet with a boner, he came in easy and hot and it just wasn't better because he came too fast for my taste. All I know is that in 10 minutes we were already relaxed and talking. After a few minutes of chatting we went down to find the other two rather sulky, and I think my husband even more. We said we went upstairs to see a noise, but we said that laughing what made the situation worse. To relax, I went to each one of them and kissed each other on the mouth. Then it was Roni's turn to sulk. Right now I've decided to have a conversation with the three of you. I called them and explained that I loved my husband very much, but that I was feeling the need to have sex with other men, that it was really a physical need and not emotional, and that I was not and would not be either lover or girlfriend to any of them. That what we might have done that day was simply a physical act of love, with no greater involvement. From the expression of your little faces, I don't think they liked my explanation very much. I assume they wanted to have me as a private whore or an older girlfriend at their disposal. There was a general chill in the conversation, but I soon set out to get more beer while asking if they wanted a stronger drink. Alfredo told me he wanted a whiskey, and the other two said they'd stay in the beer. I decided to have a whiskey too, along with Alfredo. He prepared me a shot of a whiskey that I like very much the Tormore and served himself too. While we were drinking, talking, I sat down again with my legs under my body, letting my dress reveal a lot of my thighs, and one of my shoulders was discovered. I soon saw that they began to get excited again, only this time I was willing to advance further in my intentions. I noticed I'd need another shot or two of whiskey to get rid of me. Since it was still 16.30 and we had a lot of time ahead of us, I had no intention of rushing anything, on the contrary, I wanted time to pass very slowly, in order to enjoy the moments that would come. Every once in a while, he'd throw a dirty look at Beto, leaving the other two half undone. But that was the game, and I was feeling really good. The home office is like this: my husband's desk is in an angle of the room, with the computer and fax on one side, on the other a world globe of those old, very beautiful. In front of the desk, there is a sofa with five seats, one with three and one armchair, with a coffee table, where the drinks with side tables were on each sofa. Behind the larger couch is the bookshelf and antique objects we like. It is a very large room, having in the background a niche that has the bar, the fridge and the rest. The sound room is next door, with a large sliding door that is permanently open. I was on the big couch with Roni. Alfredo was in the chair and Beto was on the three-seat couch. The second time I went to make myself another whisky for Alfredo, on the way back I sat next to Beto, very close together. I realized it when he went red. I was gonna make a joke, but I backed down, 'cause the others were gonna go down and kill the poor guy. I casually left my hand on top of his and started playing with his fingers. Then with the conversation rolling loose I took your hand and started to bite your fingers lightly. Then I started kissing them, slowly. Of the three he was the most ashamed, and with my attitude he no longer knew what to do with his feet, nor with the stick that looked like he was going to tear his trunk. I was already a little cloudy, when I asked Alfredo to prepare the third whisky, which he did quickly, preparing another one for him as well. When I was in half the third drink, I lost all shame and shame. I pulled Beto on myself and almost swallowed his tongue in a mop kiss. I felt your dick
Hard leaning on my thigh and I didn't even worry about the dress anymore, pulling it on me. Shorty asked me to take off my swimsuit, and he asked if in front of his friends. I said yes and in two seconds he was completely naked, not giving me time to take off the dress. As he was without panties, lying in the chair he alone
He spread my legs deep. At first I only took the moment, but then I realized I wasn't alone. The big boner was that moment, while I felt orgasm coming, in violent waves, the more horny I felt when I saw the other two masturbating madly. I don't remember talking or moaning at all, but I've come intensely, not once, but several times in a row. When he came, I felt his sperm fill me up, and I realized that the boy had a lot of sex with nobody. We just stood there, he was on top of me, and I felt his dick dwindling by the little bits inside me, and every once in a while I'd give him a push with his pussy, so he wouldn't slow down too quickly. We spent about five minutes in that position and I saw when the others tried to clean up and clean up the damage they had done, with the paper napkins they had put on the table. Only then did I think of the figure of my husband, hiding in the next room. I laughed to put it in, because I thought he should have liked it, but I proposed to myself to satisfy him even more that day. If your taste was to watch your wife get eaten put other men in, he'd see her eaten in every way possible.
NEW LIFE
By Lois Ardna Neruol
Chapter 1
How to start this story? Well, I'm 30, I'm married to ten, I have two kids, a nine-year-old boy and an eight-year-old girl. My husband owns a medium-sized industry here in the Campinas area and my name is Lois. It was hard for me to start writing these lines, depending on the creation I had. I know I'm a pretty good-looking woman, because I'm pretty much sung everywhere I go. Despite the two children, I always took care of myself very well, doing gymnastics regularly, as well as a lot of exercise on the family farm. My husband is ten years older than me, but we get along very well in all respects. Until recently I hadn't betrayed him yet, even though my fantasies ran crazy in my head.
I'll explain. I'm an exhibitionist. To the extreme. One of my greatest pleasures is to dress up provocatively and go for a walk through the shopping malls in Campinas, to see how the boys look. I usually go in the afternoon when the kids are at school and my husband's working. It's a ritual I follow to the letter. First I take a very nice bath to be relaxed, then I choose the clothes. I'm very fond of short silk dresses, because I don't usually wear a bra, and silk really marks the contour of the breasts and the pussies stand out more. I put on a tiny panties but also mark the dress, sandals with high heels, and the least jewelry or jewelry, just a watch and some ring. The ring I take off. My husband gave me an Audi A6, which also helps a lot, in my goal of being looked at. When I get to the mall, I walk around until I find a bunch of guys like always at the malls. Then I walk back and forth, showing my dowry, leaning in the window so that some might have a better view. I was elected miss of my town when I was eighteen, so I know I'm hot and pretty. I like teasing men, not just the boys at the malls, but where there are men, but that's all. I'll even get the workers to do some work at home, sporadically. I've been through some trouble, because they already followed me to the parking lot and then followed my car for a while. I don't know how, these innocent walks came to my husband's knowledge, because one day when he came home he was waiting for me. At first he thought I was having an affair with someone. After a lot of arguing, I ended up confessing my little tara. Made peace he started kissing me and boggling me right there in the living room, and before we realized we were in bed before the end of the afternoon, giving the hottest fuck since we got married. I realized then that he was excited by the conversation we had. Since our marriage had fallen into that normal ten - year - old marasmus, it was simply wonderful what happened. From that day on, we'd fuck a lot more assiduously than before, only he'd ask me to tell him how my day was. If I had spent a warm, boring day, I would have invented my escapes and fantasies, which always made him enormously excited. From then on it was a step for him to start asking me things, like, "Do you like sucking a dick like mine, like any man?" I've been increasing my accounts the way he wanted to hear it. This happened about eleven months ago, and the other striking fact two months ago.
Chapter 2
After a while, I realized that it was difficult to motivate my husband the way she was used to, because before that we fucked at most twice a week and then it was almost daily. It just started to slow down the constancy of the fucks again. In bed conversations, he was already openly asking if I didn't want to have sex with someone else, which I've always denied, or cause my creation or love him very much, or shame him, to this day I don't know. As the pressure increased, I got used to the idea, despite being against it. Until one day I agreed, but we'd have to follow some rules. He's in on it, and we're laying down the rules. Since I'm on the pill, we never use a condom, and I said I wouldn't fuck anyone with a condom, which got him in trouble, because he was too afraid of AIDS. After a week he arrived with the solution. He said he was going to refer whoever I chose to the company doctor in order to do the HIV test, giving the excuse that he was a nephew, who was afraid his father would know he needed the test. As I saw his intention was for me to have sex with a big boy, I objected, but he argued that with a boy he would not feel threatened, since a boy would not really conquer me, in what he was right, because I like older men. One of the rules was that everything happened at home, because that's where I feel very safe. The other: he could not participate, but could observe. Another: if it worked out, the chosen partner should have other meetings with me, since he was also approved in the HIV test.
We spent about three days combining everything, always intertwined the discussions with violent and emotional fucks, just in the thought of what would happen. When I found myself ready, I left for the attack. One Saturday morning, when we woke up, I told him it was that day. He asked me what it would be like and I said it didn't matter. Then I asked him to take the children to spend the weekend with their grandparents at the farm, which is relatively close, warning them that we would pick them up on Sunday afternoon. Our house is quite large, with a dash that gives to my husband's office and to the rooms, overlooking the lawn and pool, and I thought I could start by the office that has attached the room with the home-theater and the tv. After he went out with the kids, I went for a good bath and I took a long look. I put on a well-cut silk dress we had bought in Paris, very short, by the way, too short for a married lady, but I knew it made me horny. He's got honey color, and he's really cute and sexy. I wore black sandals with high heels, black panties, garter straps and smoking socks, and as usual, no bra. This time I put some jewelry, a Bulgari watch, quite a Catalyst perfume, which is actually man's but I love it, also putting two condoms in the bag, and although it's only eleven o'clock in the morning I took a generous dose of whiskey. I'm not much to drink, but the occasion asked. I took the car and went to Iguatemi Shopping in Campinas. I parked and entered with the greatest goodwill in the world to do what I had proposed. I began to see the shops, which is something that always gives me pleasure, without any malicious thinking at the moment, just wanted to enjoy the feeling of freedom that was taking over my whole being, since I was there looking for an adventure with all the support of my husband. What a wonderful feeling for a woman. It's really exciting, you being able to choose who you want without the slightest ceremony, or remorse. I noticed that three boys started chasing me, stopping every time I stopped. When I noticed that, I started offering myself up, stopping to look at shoes, dresses, spinning like a little girl, sometimes talking to myself, cheap. It was past one when I decided to have lunch, and I went up to the food court. I sat in a diner I don't even know what it was because I wasn't interested in food at all. I know you were Italian because I ordered a small pizza.
Chapter 3
When I was halfway there, I saw the boys sitting next to me. I didn't really look at any of them, but I realized one that looked at me more intensely and that was really cute. I looked at them several times and saw when one encouraged the other to come to me. It took almost half an hour for one of them to come and talk to me. He was shaking when I told him to sit down. A stutter started, which I almost died of laughing, but soon we established a lively conversation. After a few minutes, he asked if his friends could join us at our table, which I agreed to. He made the introductions as an educated boy who was and we all started talking excitedly. It was almost 3:00 when I said I had to go. I saw the sadness in the look of the three, but the most affectionate asked if I didn't want to have a beer with them elsewhere. I said no, but if they wanted to have one at home, we could all go there. I'd like a camera to fix the looks you've made and exchanged between you. As they were in the car, I asked the cutest one to come with me to join him, so he asked one of them to go with his car and came with me. He behaved well all the way, but he began to wonder if my husband would find it bad, since I had said I was married. I told you he was at the farm and he wouldn't be back until the next day. When we got home, we settled on the porch and went to get beers and snacks. Our employees don't have the habit of entering the social part of the house, unless they're called, so I was cool with staying with them there. It didn't take long, and the conversation started to go sideways and I let it roll loose. It's time we gave the boys their names. What I liked most is Roni, Ronaldo's nickname, and the other two were Beto and Alfredo. Alfredo was the oldest and also the most sex-related. By order Roni was 19 Beto also 19 and Alfredo 21. They started asking me how many times I'd betrayed my husband and so far I don't think I believe when I said I'd ever betrayed him, but I was too eager to do it. They were in a terrible uproar, but I was firm to say that I would not have sex with anyone who had not taken the HIV test and showed me the result. It was just a cry. It was unanimous to say that they had nothing, that they fucked little, that one was a virgin, which was true, but I was irreducible. Gradually I've been fitting into the conversation a way for them to have me. They weren't much to drink either, and they were pretty sober when I told them how it would be possible. You said they were going to take it for my husband's firm, and that I would say they were the children of a friend who couldn't know about the exam. Since that was a cold shower on the boys, I saw their frustration and wanted to ease it a little bit. I walked into the office through the balcony door and had them come in too. They sat in the spacious armchairs we have and I went to the TV and sound room to turn it on. I almost fell behind a scare when I found my husband squatting behind one of the speakers. He gave me a sign of silence with his fingers and I went to turn on the sound, putting on a soft and dancing music cd. Back in the office, I took Roni dancing. He didn't know how to dance very well but he grabbed me hard. In seconds I felt your stiff limb against my legs. It gave me a crazy urge to send the HIV test to the fans and eat it right there and then, but I stopped. I leaned my face against his and I let the young man's music and his arms and legs. I was in another world. Meanwhile the other two almost masturbated from touching their dicks. I had a crazy, crazier idea. I asked Roni to sit down and I took Beto to dance. He was more of a pain in the ass yet, but the dick was in Roni's same degree of hardness. Then it was Alfredo's turn to be older, and he wanted to show off, putting his hands on my ass, which I let them stay. Suddenly he kissed me on the mouth, and I walked away immediately. He was shocked and asked what was wrong. I just said it wasn't the moment yet, but just calm down that this moment would come. I asked you to sit down and I started dancing alone in the middle of the office room. As my husband greets many people in the office he is very broad, and I danced making the dress stand up showing my tiny panties and at the hottest pace a little bit of music my breasts swayed freely under the light dress. I saw the boys didn't want to believe what they saw, so I started taking my clothes off. First one shoe, then the other shoe, and slowly I sat at a banquet and started taking off my socks. Very slowly, lifting my legs well I took the first, I got up to Roni I wrapped the sock around his neck and kissed him on the mouth. I sat down again and slowly removed the other sock and wrapped it around Alfredo's neck and kissed him. After I sat down again I took the garter belt and slowly went to the Beto that was almost shriveled and sat on his lap, wrapped the girdle around his neck, pulled it on me and took a long and perverse tongue kiss. After that I got up and danced very slowly, because the music was slow now I took the dress out of my head, just wearing panties. The boys were staring at me with no sound, and I took it to get the dress and quickly run up. I came back only 15 minutes later, and I realized that the three of them had masturbated in front of each other because of the hard-on leaving me. Already restored, we talked for another hour and agreed to every lie we would preach to my husband. When they left, I also realized that my husband had masturbated too, which made me very angry, because I was horny and wanted to fuck at that time and he was no longer gassy. In any case we went up, and after a blow job calling him just Roni, his dick got in bulletpoint and I finally got to ride him and make one of the best jokes of my life, thinking about the three boys.
Chapter 4
The following Monday as agreed with the three, they came at lunchtime at home. I introduced them to my husband as the children of some gym friends, and I explained to him in front of all three what they wanted. As he was already putting it into our conversation, he pretended to believe it and took it to the factory. At night he told us that the boys were very discreet and hardly talked to him on the way. After being routed, he didn't see them anymore. Roni called me this afternoon, wondering if he could come over. I told him not because the kids were home, and I said I'd call him later. Due to my husband's request for the tests to be done quickly, on Friday they already had the results, and according to what my husband said they were perfectly healthy, but I wanted to see the tests anyway, personally. We agreed to meet Saturday again at the mall. At noon I was walking around the mall again, only this time I wasn't so provocative, because I had already achieved my goal. I found the three of them casually, and we went for ice cream, having an inconsequential, generic conversation. We had a quick snack and I invited them home. This time, I knew my husband was hiding in the sound room, only he had improved his hiding place. As we have all over the sound room, huge cushions he had arranged so that if someone came in he wouldn't see him. He did some kind of barricade with the pillows. When we arrived I asked if any of them would like to take a pool bath, which Alfredo and Beto said yes. They had brought their swimsuits and went to change. At that point Roni wanted to kiss me, and I kissed him a little. I brought beers and it tastes for all of us and we started chatting. We had taken the children back to the farm, which made my in-laws quite satisfied, because it was rare to go so followed visit them, staying to pick them up at the
Sunday. We have three permanent employees, two women and the driver. That Saturday was one of them off, but I told her I didn't want to be disturbed.
I got comfortable, crossing my legs to put under the body, in a lounger by the pool and talking to all three. They asked again about my husband and I said I was traveling this time, and I wouldn't be back for a week. They got more relaxed and the conversation started going sexual. They wanted to know anyway what had led me to want to have any kind of adventure outside the marriage, and I answered it kind of with monosyllables, because I didn't really want to tell the truth. I noticed that the three of them were getting excited again, hair volumes in their swimsuits, and I decided to do something. My husband had asked me if anything was going to happen, to go to the office, since from the balcony he had no vision. I invited Roni to sit in the inner chair, and I went to turn on the sound in soft songs from cable. When I sat next to him, he pulled me out and we had a long, long kiss. The boy's mouth was very hot, although he didn't have much practice was a very tasty kiss. Soon I felt that your hand was looking to touch my right breast. I didn't mention bothering me and he held him tight while kissing me again. I accidentally dropped my hand on your lap and felt the hardness of your limb putting under the swimsuit. He shuddered to feel my touch. He started kissing me on the neck, on the face, in his mouth half lucinously and I realized that the time of truth had come. I had prepared for that moment a long time ago, but since it was the first time, there were still barriers in my head. I almost gave up everything. I suddenly got up and said I'd change the songs. When I walked into the sound room, I told my husband I wanted to give up. But he whispered that since he had come to that point, he would go ahead. I switched the music channel and came back more willing. Only I came back with a bad idea in my head. I've decided to make some of my husband. Chapter 5
As soon as I sat down, I whispered to Roni that I'd like to go up to my room with him. The boy shuddered visibly. I took him by the hand and we slowly climbed to the top floor. In the bedroom I took off my dress and I was all in my panties, and he promptly also took off his pants and shirt by wearing his underwear. We lay down and he hugged me and started kissing me furiously. When you took your underwear off, I saw that your dick wasn't as big as my husband's, but it was thicker. I didn't have much time to see anything, because at the age of 19 he didn't even go through the foreplay. He laid on me and I felt his stiff limb looking for the entrance of my suffering vagina. I spread my legs and he put it all together, without the slightest ceremony or preparation. Since he was already wet with a boner, he came in easy and hot and it just wasn't better because he came too fast for my taste. All I know is that in 10 minutes we were already relaxed and talking. After a few minutes of chatting we went down to find the other two rather sulky, and I think my husband even more. We said we went upstairs to see a noise, but we said that laughing what made the situation worse. To relax, I went to each one of them and kissed each other on the mouth. Then it was Roni's turn to sulk. Right now I've decided to have a conversation with the three of you. I called them and explained that I loved my husband very much, but that I was feeling the need to have sex with other men, that it was really a physical need and not emotional, and that I was not and would not be either lover or girlfriend to any of them. That what we might have done that day was simply a physical act of love, with no greater involvement. From the expression of your little faces, I don't think they liked my explanation very much. I assume they wanted to have me as a private whore or an older girlfriend at their disposal. There was a general chill in the conversation, but I soon set out to get more beer while asking if they wanted a stronger drink. Alfredo told me he wanted a whiskey, and the other two said they'd stay in the beer. I decided to have a whiskey too, along with Alfredo. He prepared me a shot of a whiskey that I like very much the Tormore and served himself too. While we were drinking, talking, I sat down again with my legs under my body, letting my dress reveal a lot of my thighs, and one of my shoulders was discovered. I soon saw that they began to get excited again, only this time I was willing to advance further in my intentions. I noticed I'd need another shot or two of whiskey to get rid of me. Since it was still 16.30 and we had a lot of time ahead of us, I had no intention of rushing anything, on the contrary, I wanted time to pass very slowly, in order to enjoy the moments that would come. Every once in a while, he'd throw a dirty look at Beto, leaving the other two half undone. But that was the game, and I was feeling really good. The home office is like this: my husband's desk is in an angle of the room, with the computer and fax on one side, on the other a world globe of those old, very beautiful. In front of the desk, there is a sofa with five seats, one with three and one armchair, with a coffee table, where the drinks with side tables were on each sofa. Behind the larger couch is the bookshelf and antique objects we like. It is a very large room, having in the background a niche that has the bar, the fridge and the rest. The sound room is next door, with a large sliding door that is permanently open. I was on the big couch with Roni. Alfredo was in the chair and Beto was on the three-seat couch. The second time I went to make myself another whisky for Alfredo, on the way back I sat next to Beto, very close together. I realized it when he went red. I was gonna make a joke, but I backed down, 'cause the others were gonna go down and kill the poor guy. I casually left my hand on top of his and started playing with his fingers. Then with the conversation rolling loose I took your hand and started to bite your fingers lightly. Then I started kissing them, slowly. Of the three he was the most ashamed, and with my attitude he no longer knew what to do with his feet, nor with the stick that looked like he was going to tear his trunk. I was already a little cloudy, when I asked Alfredo to prepare the third whisky, which he did quickly, preparing another one for him as well. When I was in half the third drink, I lost all shame and shame. I pulled Beto on myself and almost swallowed his tongue in a mop kiss. I felt your dick
Hard leaning on my thigh and I didn't even worry about the dress anymore, pulling it on me. Shorty asked me to take off my swimsuit, and he asked if in front of his friends. I said yes and in two seconds he was completely naked, not giving me time to take off the dress. As he was without panties, lying in the chair he alone
He spread my legs deep. At first I only took the moment, but then I realized I wasn't alone. The big boner was that moment, while I felt orgasm coming, in violent waves, the more horny I felt when I saw the other two masturbating madly. I don't remember talking or moaning at all, but I've come intensely, not once, but several times in a row. When he came, I felt his sperm fill me up, and I realized that the boy had a lot of sex with nobody. We just stood there, he was on top of me, and I felt his dick dwindling by the little bits inside me, and every once in a while I'd give him a push with his pussy, so he wouldn't slow down too quickly. We spent about five minutes in that position and I saw when the others tried to clean up and clean up the damage they had done, with the paper napkins they had put on the table. Only then did I think of the figure of my husband, hiding in the next room. I laughed to put it in, because I thought he should have liked it, but I proposed to myself to satisfy him even more that day. If your taste was to watch your wife get eaten put other men in, he'd see her eaten in every way possible.
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