Married Certinha ceded to the student Safado - Chapter 3

Good afternoon again, thank you once more for the many comments. I have tried to answer all of them as far as possible and as promised I'm back with a follow-up report; this chapter is slightly longer than others but hopefully it will not tire your readers out and those who haven't already done so should do their best by reading chapters one and two because otherwise they would be lost in history After that car ride reported in chapter two, I was apprehensive the next day because someone could have seen entering my car but I think it was much more something of my head than really a probability and unlike last time, did not stay without talking to him, decided already on the following day, call him by Skype to make clear that this couldn't be leaked to anyone. He agreed and said despite his age he wasn't a boy who knew I was married and also had an engagement with his girlfriend It made me angry with his arrogance and conceit, but at the same time I knew he was right that if it remained our secret this would happen more every day. Of course, I'd see him at school every day. But since I rarely drove to work in my car... But I wasn't in a hurry, and meanwhile we were chatting on Skype a few times -- he was always nice but more of an asshole telling me how much he missed my lipstick. We went on like this, in these provocations and I didn't want to risk it until then the opportunity arose again my husband was going away for work on a Wednesday coming back Friday so I talked with my mother told her that I needed to finish some master thesis and asked if she could stay with the children Thursday night. She did not hesitate but readily accepted. I talked to the student on Skype still Wednesday, I was only with my children at home, so I could talk more with him, until it got extremely excited and when I said that he would probably be alone in the farmhouse, he already offered to come visit me, I told him to go quietly but who will confirm for him on Thursday, he sent me a picture of his dick all out from underpants, saying that just thinking about it had become hard. Thinking of the opportunity and building up courage to seize it. During the day, he came by my room and we were talking because I was alone. He asked if it would be okay for him to go home. I swallowed a soda. At night I went to the gym, working out without any concentration, in fact all day long worked like this, came home and entered on Skype, barely got there and he already called me and asked if he could come see me, I told him to calm down that I hadn't even taken a shower but it was okay and I would be alone. I smoked a good cigarette, put on some sexy leather panties and an unadorned dress. And waited for him when he arrived at 9 o'clock. I opened the door and he ran in. He was wearing a Bermuda Shirt, all smelly. And I had been drinking wine to cheer myself up. He asked me if I could give him a cup, and I said no. It was an offence to offer alcohol to minors; he laughed and told me that you couldn't drink it but the bottle did? His audacity and brazenness startled me, but I must admit that this affected me: The first kiss was there in the kitchen, I felt that tongue touching my tongue. And then our embrace got tighter and tighter... Our bodies getting closer together. After that kiss, he let me go and took another sip of wine. He asked what I wanted to do with it. And then we went back into the living room. We sat in one corner of the sofa. I felt his hand on my thighs, smoothing and then climbing up through the middle of my legs. He was kissing my neck making me shiver while I could feel his fingers touching my PPK over my panties. He pulled down the sleeves of my dress, and my breasts were free for him to kiss while with his hand in between my legs he rubbed a little time over the panties but as soon felt that it was hot drew the pants aside and began passing his finger on my PPK I shivered wet did not take long and he slipped one finger inside He himself was making me lie down on the couch and opening my legs, the dress would go up automatically, reducing itself to a piece of cloth on my stomach, while he was lying on the sofa and putting himself between my legs with his head in my belly, he pulled his panties down, looking at and staring at my bouquet, soon he began licking it, sucking, passing through its tongue, sometimes spitting and releasing saliva into it, then I confirmed what he had told me on Skype that despite his age he was already quite experienced sexually speaking. He complimented my panties, but hardly hit the ball to her, then took it off, he licked, leaving me absolutely melada, and was sticking a finger, I was in the clouds, then he forced his second toe, and came along, our, I trembled, he did not stop licking me, I climbed on the arm of the sofa watching him lick me, his fingers going in and out, began to get breathless in his mouth, didn't hold back and enjoyed with him licking and thumbing, he realized, and stood up with a face of satisfaction, while I was at the corner of the soft couch recovering myself, he turned to his side but without sitting down, saw drink Again, he stared at me with his bermuda slightly down and his stick stiff out. I sat on the couch, he stood up, approached still drinking wine, and stopped in front of me, lowered his bermuda even more, and looking at me said to have a good time, I understood and I sat down on the sofa and was taking him and already put my mouth, just started and he went saying obscenities like <unk>assim, supa, this, fucking delight<unk> , that excited me. He put his hand in my hair, pulled it back and took the stick out of my mouth. And he said: "Lift up". I was paralyzed listening to that, looked at him and he shook his hand in my hair. He said it again: "Go fuck yourself". That's four! He smoothed my ass, and took off all the Bermuda shorts, holding on to the bilau, rubbed into my bouquette without sticking it in, just tilting his head backwards, poking but not sticking, and holding one hand against my hip and the other against his dick, was pushing inch by inch until I felt him all inside me, let out a groan, he stopped for a while, then started making slight movements with no hurry... saying, "I'm tight!" So in a moment of lucidity, I told him to take it off and that without condoms he couldn't. He said it was just a little bit. After putting the condom on and back inside, he started pumping...at first slowly, gradually increasing, then it was getting fast, making that noise of plof plofplof, he groaned again talking obscenities like "that hot little bitch who gave birth to him", I moan listening to him being pressed against the sofa head He'd put it in and take it out, I felt him sliding while he held my hip smoothly on my ass. Then he pulled me up again and said that I was a very hot little whore at which time his hand lifted to give me an open slap on the back of my head. He pumped and I moaned, feeling the bumps and slaps. Asking him to go on... smoothing my clitoris from underneath while he was pumping into my bouquet without taking it out of me. He sat on the couch and I was in his lap with my legs down, he grabbed my hip and started pushing it back and forth. And said "Go fuck yourself". It drove me crazy to hear that. He made me stop rolling, and he asked me to turn around and sit facedown on his lap. I got out of the car, then climbed up onto the couch, put my legs outside of him's, and was fitting my hip into his with a hand holding his stick in it. He groaned as it all came in, and again made me start rolling but this time he pulled my head up by the back of my neck and started to kiss me while I rolled on his lap with his stick all inside me a warm tongue-wet kiss that lasted more than a minute. His hand around my neck moved into my hair lifting me slightly making me suspend my chest He grabbed one of my breasts, putting it almost entirely in his mouth. I could feel him sucking and his dick crawling all over me. He hugged me, pulling me against his body... practically holding me in his arms. His hands were clutching my ass all the time and pushing it faster and stronger. He stopped pumping, panting tired and said he wanted me to suck him I told you it was a blow job but not in the mouth It comes out of his head falling on the couch He took the stick out of my hand and began to punch himself in front of me, groaning, he came closer, I squeezing one breast against another, he said that it was going to mock, and without waiting for me, he raised his stick, and the first jet went into my face, taking on the chin, nose and lips, which luckily were closed, I got a fright, and threw the trunk backwards, turning its head sideways, he did not stop, fired 4 more jets as I felt, one in my cheekbone, one on my neck and 2 on my apple and boobs , and then still kept dripping, releasing even more sperm than other times, putting the floor of the room. I was P of life with him, he laughed, waving his stick....squeezing it, still swayed, and a few drops jumped near my eyes, had never done that, there were sperm on the lips and cheek, looking at him with disgust face, he said I'd become beautiful So I got up, went to the bathroom and cleaned myself off while he sat on the couch naked drinking his wine again waiting for me. And then I turned around and saw him standing there completely nude looking at me with that stick hanging out of it still half-swollen from mockery. My husband and I used to have longer relationships, but with only one ejaculation from him and an orgasm from me, we rarely had more than a trance in the same night. Especially over the last few years. Looking at him naked, and seeing how he looked at me and stared at me I started to think that we would really have a second time. And I was wondering if I could handle it because as I said many years ago my husband and I were just in a trance talking for a few minutes He looked at me and smilingly asked, "What's up? Shall we go for a second time?" I looked at him, who called me to his side. I smiled, took another sip of my wine and went on, sat down next to each other; he grabbed my hand, held up his dick, making me hold it tightly, and still said "go", let's make it really hard again. I stayed like that for a little while, he was already passing his hand on my face and pulling my head into his lap. I laughed, settled myself in the sofa, and lay down, placing my head between his legs, my face near this brown stick, he straightening my hair, and me looking at his dick, practically asleep. I was tasting it, still half-soft and feeling the taste of its molasses without so much disgust as on parking day. As I sucked him, I put my hand between my legs and started touching myself feeling the warmth of his taste in my mouth. My fingers smoothed me out. He grabbed his bermuda that was on the arm of the couch, and pulled out another condom, and handed it to me, and told me to put it in his dick. I laughed, and went a little awkwardly because for many years my husband and I hadn't used one part when I did so he said stop I went down with my mouth, and took the condom until it got a little more than halfway out of his mouth, still holding on to him hard. He was looking at me, he told me to climb into his lap again. And I went, now between his legs, was descending slowly, he held his stick pointed upwards while I came down, controlling the descent until my little bucket swallowed all of his stick and I sit on his lap, began to roll again....at first slowly but gradually increasing the pace, then stopping rolling, and going up and down in his lap I started riding him with my legs on the ground, his hands clutching my waist. Sometimes he'd come down and smooth me out by squeezing my ass until both of his hands came down holding onto my flippers opening them up to make me ride in it all open-assed towards him. I was going up and down more willingly, then felt him release a hand from my ass, and only felt his slap on the back of my neck, felt a slight burning with the slapping, and told him to go easy, he did not answer anything, and I feel another slap in the same lap, and saying 'shut your bitch mouth, just roll', I went crazy about it, didn't say anything else, and just rolled back into his lap I rolled a little, and he asked me to stop. He didn't want to make fun of it yet, so I got off his dick. I took hold of his stick, and brought my mouth to him, barely put it on and already pulled out, felt that condom taste, not a little pleasant, so asked if he had another one, said yes, I bought a pack with three and this was the second, then by hand went to take the condom off, and told him that did not like the taste of rubber, laughed and said I would rather feel my tongue in it too I put it back in my mouth, now feeling the warmth of his dick, was passing my tongue, and soon swallowed him up and down head, going to half his cock, and he with hand passed on my hair and face I was already sucking a couple of minutes ago, he asked again to stop looking at me said that it wouldn't hold up almost making fun now I looked at him put my tongue on his dick and spoke "Then laughs not holding" He looks back and says if only in my mouth He groaned, looking at me like a freak and asked: "Hey? You want in your mouth is silly?, I without taking his dick out of the mouth, only managed to make one, and continued sucking him, it didn't take long, his hand held on my head stronger, and he spoke, not stop...I will joke. I was so excited about it, my head went flying and thinking of what that would be like until the very last moment to hold up my head and not let it happen. But before I could finish this thought, he started shaking and there was a lump in my throat. My automatic reaction was to raise my head but his hand grabbed me tightly and I couldn't get my mouth out because I felt two more strong jets and some others with less intensity. When he was done mocking me, I felt his hand rest on my head. I got up quickly and ran to the sink spitting it all into the toilet with a disgusted face laughing at him and saying that I should have swallowed it. I recovered myself, and drank water to recuperate but logically still feeling the taste, went back into the room, the boy was still naked, I told him it was late and that he had better go, he said no. He still had a condom, but I said no, that already good for that night. Once again, thank you to those who read it and don't forget to leave your comments if you like. Kisses, I'll be back with more soon.