Under the sheet... thrill of three!
Believe it or not, emotion on three.
My name is Ana, I'm a nurse, 40 and my husband 42 years old, married 15 years. Always tried not to let my marriage fall into the routine, if you are married know what I am talking about, it is very difficult to achieve. As soon as we got married talked much with my husband on this subject, and said that our life would be made of emotions and one second lie could end an eternity of truths. To prevent this from happening, we had a moment in bed that was called "believe if you want", it was as follows: We covered ourselves with very big sheet, the biggest one I have at home, underneath the sheets were worth everything, just could not cut each other, which means he had to let him speak what they wanted, can talk about all subjects; What is meant, fantasies, songs, dreams, truths, lies and so on. of, for example: my husband told me about the "swaps" he did when he was a child; that he saw his mother having sex with her father through the keyhole; that she had had many girlfriends; and that she'd broken one girlfriend's virginity on her 18th birthday by using her finger to do it; that there were already some songs singing in order to have homosexual intercourse; that I wanted to fuck another man but didn't have courage; among others....I told him how I've had 4 boyfriends so far; how this is my first time; that my first boyfriend took away my virginship and tried to eat my ass, but I wouldn't let go because he had A big dick; that my second boyfriend poked fun at me in the mouth. That my third boyfriend had a small dick and I let him take away my cousin's virginity. I told all my lovemaking (which actually wasn't that much) down to the smallest detail, and I also shared my biggest secret - which was having sex with a woman in college. After revealing this secret we started fantasizing about threesomes, but it couldn't be forced; I had to let it happen. About one year later on a Saturday night at a bar called Chaparral, my husband asked me if he would invite his friend who sat alone across from him. I thought it was weird, and then I looked at her for a while. She seemed pretty to me, so I accepted the invitation. Then she came over to our table and started talking with us, very nice woman who liked telling jokes even erotic ones. We talked for more than an hour. The conversation was wonderful but Juce (her real name) asked if we could give her a ride, we found her and went to take her. When halfway through my trip in front of a motel my husband said: "After we leave Juce, let's come play some time", he pointed towards the hotel. My husband encouraged me and I accepted, we went to the motel, asked for the best suite with everything that was right. I told Juce if she wanted could take a bath in the pool, she found it. We danced together my husband started taking off all of my clothes without any hurry left only panties and bra. There was an hour when she screamed, I lifted my head to see better and saw that my husband put his dick in her ass. It was a very exciting scene after this he came up on the couch, took my hand, said that I was his great love and had not yet made fun of it and wanted to make fun of me instead of Juce we went to bed and Juce lay down on the sofa we did many positions i rode on top of the cocktail cabinet and made a nice "little kiss" Every now and then I'd see Juce looking in the mirror, which was delightful. It gave me such a hard-on that I almost enjoyed it. After this my husband asked her to bring some soda (we don't drink anything alcoholic) she brought. My husband took her hand, she sat down on the bed, he started kissing me and pulled Juce up beside him, she also began kissing my husband, we exchanged a few kisses, when suddenly both of us were with our tongues inside his mouth. She didn't let go of my tongue but kissed me; it was the first time I had ever kissed a woman. Juce started squeezing me, sucking put her legs inside mine, got to the "G" point she placed a finger in my kitchen, sucked it hard putting the cricket into my mouth. It was my turn to repay the pleasure that she gave me I began at the feet, went to thigh, climbed up to navel, licked breasts, they were creepy, I went to mouth as he kissed hot (she said in my ear this is his first time) i felt like she was enjoying the way I was doing so I put my tongue on xana , she didn't resist and enjoyed . Then we went to the pool, my husband started participating in everything. We had sex all three of us by the pool and stayed at the motel until dawn, it was wonderful. The next day at home under his bedsheet he told me the whole truth about Juce. He'd already slept with her a few years ago and found her again on line at Banco do Brasil; they were going out, he asked if she could go for threesomes. She said that she never did this before but would accept to see what it was like. THEREFORE IT WAS ALL COMBINED BETWEEN MY HUSBAND AND JUCE And I DO NOT KNOW After a week, I asked him if he wanted to go out with Juce again. He said that it was dangerous and I understood what he meant but I insisted so we went out once more. We did everything differently; we went to see a play, danced together, ended the night in an amazing motel where we stayed until midday of the next day, had lunch together and never saw her again (wonderful woman). Sometimes I wonder why do all this with my husband? And answer as one question: What is better? To live intensely without lies or falsehoods or betrayals etc looking for fulfillment of fantasies together with my husband, or seeking excitement outside the house. The answer is within each one, I prefer truth always. Well it had more details, if you tell will tire readers and I do not want to anyone who wants to know more send an e-mail that promises to respond and say everything but must be completely true as i do with my man believe me...but can guarantee its TRUE
Believe it or not, emotion on three.
My name is Ana, I'm a nurse, 40 and my husband 42 years old, married 15 years. Always tried not to let my marriage fall into the routine, if you are married know what I am talking about, it is very difficult to achieve. As soon as we got married talked much with my husband on this subject, and said that our life would be made of emotions and one second lie could end an eternity of truths. To prevent this from happening, we had a moment in bed that was called "believe if you want", it was as follows: We covered ourselves with very big sheet, the biggest one I have at home, underneath the sheets were worth everything, just could not cut each other, which means he had to let him speak what they wanted, can talk about all subjects; What is meant, fantasies, songs, dreams, truths, lies and so on. of, for example: my husband told me about the "swaps" he did when he was a child; that he saw his mother having sex with her father through the keyhole; that she had had many girlfriends; and that she'd broken one girlfriend's virginity on her 18th birthday by using her finger to do it; that there were already some songs singing in order to have homosexual intercourse; that I wanted to fuck another man but didn't have courage; among others....I told him how I've had 4 boyfriends so far; how this is my first time; that my first boyfriend took away my virginship and tried to eat my ass, but I wouldn't let go because he had A big dick; that my second boyfriend poked fun at me in the mouth. That my third boyfriend had a small dick and I let him take away my cousin's virginity. I told all my lovemaking (which actually wasn't that much) down to the smallest detail, and I also shared my biggest secret - which was having sex with a woman in college. After revealing this secret we started fantasizing about threesomes, but it couldn't be forced; I had to let it happen. About one year later on a Saturday night at a bar called Chaparral, my husband asked me if he would invite his friend who sat alone across from him. I thought it was weird, and then I looked at her for a while. She seemed pretty to me, so I accepted the invitation. Then she came over to our table and started talking with us, very nice woman who liked telling jokes even erotic ones. We talked for more than an hour. The conversation was wonderful but Juce (her real name) asked if we could give her a ride, we found her and went to take her. When halfway through my trip in front of a motel my husband said: "After we leave Juce, let's come play some time", he pointed towards the hotel. My husband encouraged me and I accepted, we went to the motel, asked for the best suite with everything that was right. I told Juce if she wanted could take a bath in the pool, she found it. We danced together my husband started taking off all of my clothes without any hurry left only panties and bra. There was an hour when she screamed, I lifted my head to see better and saw that my husband put his dick in her ass. It was a very exciting scene after this he came up on the couch, took my hand, said that I was his great love and had not yet made fun of it and wanted to make fun of me instead of Juce we went to bed and Juce lay down on the sofa we did many positions i rode on top of the cocktail cabinet and made a nice "little kiss" Every now and then I'd see Juce looking in the mirror, which was delightful. It gave me such a hard-on that I almost enjoyed it. After this my husband asked her to bring some soda (we don't drink anything alcoholic) she brought. My husband took her hand, she sat down on the bed, he started kissing me and pulled Juce up beside him, she also began kissing my husband, we exchanged a few kisses, when suddenly both of us were with our tongues inside his mouth. She didn't let go of my tongue but kissed me; it was the first time I had ever kissed a woman. Juce started squeezing me, sucking put her legs inside mine, got to the "G" point she placed a finger in my kitchen, sucked it hard putting the cricket into my mouth. It was my turn to repay the pleasure that she gave me I began at the feet, went to thigh, climbed up to navel, licked breasts, they were creepy, I went to mouth as he kissed hot (she said in my ear this is his first time) i felt like she was enjoying the way I was doing so I put my tongue on xana , she didn't resist and enjoyed . Then we went to the pool, my husband started participating in everything. We had sex all three of us by the pool and stayed at the motel until dawn, it was wonderful. The next day at home under his bedsheet he told me the whole truth about Juce. He'd already slept with her a few years ago and found her again on line at Banco do Brasil; they were going out, he asked if she could go for threesomes. She said that she never did this before but would accept to see what it was like. THEREFORE IT WAS ALL COMBINED BETWEEN MY HUSBAND AND JUCE And I DO NOT KNOW After a week, I asked him if he wanted to go out with Juce again. He said that it was dangerous and I understood what he meant but I insisted so we went out once more. We did everything differently; we went to see a play, danced together, ended the night in an amazing motel where we stayed until midday of the next day, had lunch together and never saw her again (wonderful woman). Sometimes I wonder why do all this with my husband? And answer as one question: What is better? To live intensely without lies or falsehoods or betrayals etc looking for fulfillment of fantasies together with my husband, or seeking excitement outside the house. The answer is inside each one, I prefer truth always. Well it had more details, if you tell will tire readers and I do not want anyone who wants to know more send an e-mail that promises to respond and say everything but must be in all sincerity as I do with my man believe If You Want...but i can guarantee It's true.
My name is Ana, I'm a nurse, 40 and my husband 42 years old, married 15 years. Always tried not to let my marriage fall into the routine, if you are married know what I am talking about, it is very difficult to achieve. As soon as we got married talked much with my husband on this subject, and said that our life would be made of emotions and one second lie could end an eternity of truths. To prevent this from happening, we had a moment in bed that was called "believe if you want", it was as follows: We covered ourselves with very big sheet, the biggest one I have at home, underneath the sheets were worth everything, just could not cut each other, which means he had to let him speak what they wanted, can talk about all subjects; What is meant, fantasies, songs, dreams, truths, lies and so on. of, for example: my husband told me about the "swaps" he did when he was a child; that he saw his mother having sex with her father through the keyhole; that she had had many girlfriends; and that she'd broken one girlfriend's virginity on her 18th birthday by using her finger to do it; that there were already some songs singing in order to have homosexual intercourse; that I wanted to fuck another man but didn't have courage; among others....I told him how I've had 4 boyfriends so far; how this is my first time; that my first boyfriend took away my virginship and tried to eat my ass, but I wouldn't let go because he had A big dick; that my second boyfriend poked fun at me in the mouth. That my third boyfriend had a small dick and I let him take away my cousin's virginity. I told all my lovemaking (which actually wasn't that much) down to the smallest detail, and I also shared my biggest secret - which was having sex with a woman in college. After revealing this secret we started fantasizing about threesomes, but it couldn't be forced; I had to let it happen. About one year later on a Saturday night at a bar called Chaparral, my husband asked me if he would invite his friend who sat alone across from him. I thought it was weird, and then I looked at her for a while. She seemed pretty to me, so I accepted the invitation. Then she came over to our table and started talking with us, very nice woman who liked telling jokes even erotic ones. We talked for more than an hour. The conversation was wonderful but Juce (her real name) asked if we could give her a ride, we found her and went to take her. When halfway through my trip in front of a motel my husband said: "After we leave Juce, let's come play some time", he pointed towards the hotel. My husband encouraged me and I accepted, we went to the motel, asked for the best suite with everything that was right. I told Juce if she wanted could take a bath in the pool, she found it. We danced together my husband started taking off all of my clothes without any hurry left only panties and bra. There was an hour when she screamed, I lifted my head to see better and saw that my husband put his dick in her ass. It was a very exciting scene after this he came up on the couch, took my hand, said that I was his great love and had not yet made fun of it and wanted to make fun of me instead of Juce we went to bed and Juce lay down on the sofa we did many positions i rode on top of the cocktail cabinet and made a nice "little kiss" Every now and then I'd see Juce looking in the mirror, which was delightful. It gave me such a hard-on that I almost enjoyed it. After this my husband asked her to bring some soda (we don't drink anything alcoholic) she brought. My husband took her hand, she sat down on the bed, he started kissing me and pulled Juce up beside him, she also began kissing my husband, we exchanged a few kisses, when suddenly both of us were with our tongues inside his mouth. She didn't let go of my tongue but kissed me; it was the first time I had ever kissed a woman. Juce started squeezing me, sucking put her legs inside mine, got to the "G" point she placed a finger in my kitchen, sucked it hard putting the cricket into my mouth. It was my turn to repay the pleasure that she gave me I began at the feet, went to thigh, climbed up to navel, licked breasts, they were creepy, I went to mouth as he kissed hot (she said in my ear this is his first time) i felt like she was enjoying the way I was doing so I put my tongue on xana , she didn't resist and enjoyed . Then we went to the pool, my husband started participating in everything. We had sex all three of us by the pool and stayed at the motel until dawn, it was wonderful. The next day at home under his bedsheet he told me the whole truth about Juce. He'd already slept with her a few years ago and found her again on line at Banco do Brasil; they were going out, he asked if she could go for threesomes. She said that she never did this before but would accept to see what it was like. THEREFORE IT WAS ALL COMBINED BETWEEN MY HUSBAND AND JUCE And I DO NOT KNOW After a week, I asked him if he wanted to go out with Juce again. He said that it was dangerous and I understood what he meant but I insisted so we went out once more. We did everything differently; we went to see a play, danced together, ended the night in an amazing motel where we stayed until midday of the next day, had lunch together and never saw her again (wonderful woman). Sometimes I wonder why do all this with my husband? And answer as one question: What is better? To live intensely without lies or falsehoods or betrayals etc looking for fulfillment of fantasies together with my husband, or seeking excitement outside the house. The answer is within each one, I prefer truth always. Well it had more details, if you tell will tire readers and I do not want to anyone who wants to know more send an e-mail that promises to respond and say everything but must be completely true as i do with my man believe me...but can guarantee its TRUE
Believe it or not, emotion on three.
My name is Ana, I'm a nurse, 40 and my husband 42 years old, married 15 years. Always tried not to let my marriage fall into the routine, if you are married know what I am talking about, it is very difficult to achieve. As soon as we got married talked much with my husband on this subject, and said that our life would be made of emotions and one second lie could end an eternity of truths. To prevent this from happening, we had a moment in bed that was called "believe if you want", it was as follows: We covered ourselves with very big sheet, the biggest one I have at home, underneath the sheets were worth everything, just could not cut each other, which means he had to let him speak what they wanted, can talk about all subjects; What is meant, fantasies, songs, dreams, truths, lies and so on. of, for example: my husband told me about the "swaps" he did when he was a child; that he saw his mother having sex with her father through the keyhole; that she had had many girlfriends; and that she'd broken one girlfriend's virginity on her 18th birthday by using her finger to do it; that there were already some songs singing in order to have homosexual intercourse; that I wanted to fuck another man but didn't have courage; among others....I told him how I've had 4 boyfriends so far; how this is my first time; that my first boyfriend took away my virginship and tried to eat my ass, but I wouldn't let go because he had A big dick; that my second boyfriend poked fun at me in the mouth. That my third boyfriend had a small dick and I let him take away my cousin's virginity. I told all my lovemaking (which actually wasn't that much) down to the smallest detail, and I also shared my biggest secret - which was having sex with a woman in college. After revealing this secret we started fantasizing about threesomes, but it couldn't be forced; I had to let it happen. About one year later on a Saturday night at a bar called Chaparral, my husband asked me if he would invite his friend who sat alone across from him. I thought it was weird, and then I looked at her for a while. She seemed pretty to me, so I accepted the invitation. Then she came over to our table and started talking with us, very nice woman who liked telling jokes even erotic ones. We talked for more than an hour. The conversation was wonderful but Juce (her real name) asked if we could give her a ride, we found her and went to take her. When halfway through my trip in front of a motel my husband said: "After we leave Juce, let's come play some time", he pointed towards the hotel. My husband encouraged me and I accepted, we went to the motel, asked for the best suite with everything that was right. I told Juce if she wanted could take a bath in the pool, she found it. We danced together my husband started taking off all of my clothes without any hurry left only panties and bra. There was an hour when she screamed, I lifted my head to see better and saw that my husband put his dick in her ass. It was a very exciting scene after this he came up on the couch, took my hand, said that I was his great love and had not yet made fun of it and wanted to make fun of me instead of Juce we went to bed and Juce lay down on the sofa we did many positions i rode on top of the cocktail cabinet and made a nice "little kiss" Every now and then I'd see Juce looking in the mirror, which was delightful. It gave me such a hard-on that I almost enjoyed it. After this my husband asked her to bring some soda (we don't drink anything alcoholic) she brought. My husband took her hand, she sat down on the bed, he started kissing me and pulled Juce up beside him, she also began kissing my husband, we exchanged a few kisses, when suddenly both of us were with our tongues inside his mouth. She didn't let go of my tongue but kissed me; it was the first time I had ever kissed a woman. Juce started squeezing me, sucking put her legs inside mine, got to the "G" point she placed a finger in my kitchen, sucked it hard putting the cricket into my mouth. It was my turn to repay the pleasure that she gave me I began at the feet, went to thigh, climbed up to navel, licked breasts, they were creepy, I went to mouth as he kissed hot (she said in my ear this is his first time) i felt like she was enjoying the way I was doing so I put my tongue on xana , she didn't resist and enjoyed . Then we went to the pool, my husband started participating in everything. We had sex all three of us by the pool and stayed at the motel until dawn, it was wonderful. The next day at home under his bedsheet he told me the whole truth about Juce. He'd already slept with her a few years ago and found her again on line at Banco do Brasil; they were going out, he asked if she could go for threesomes. She said that she never did this before but would accept to see what it was like. THEREFORE IT WAS ALL COMBINED BETWEEN MY HUSBAND AND JUCE And I DO NOT KNOW After a week, I asked him if he wanted to go out with Juce again. He said that it was dangerous and I understood what he meant but I insisted so we went out once more. We did everything differently; we went to see a play, danced together, ended the night in an amazing motel where we stayed until midday of the next day, had lunch together and never saw her again (wonderful woman). Sometimes I wonder why do all this with my husband? And answer as one question: What is better? To live intensely without lies or falsehoods or betrayals etc looking for fulfillment of fantasies together with my husband, or seeking excitement outside the house. The answer is inside each one, I prefer truth always. Well it had more details, if you tell will tire readers and I do not want anyone who wants to know more send an e-mail that promises to respond and say everything but must be in all sincerity as I do with my man believe If You Want...but i can guarantee It's true.
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