Believe it or not!

I've always tried not to let my marriage fall into routine, if you are married know what I am talking about it is difficult. as soon as i got married talked with my husband about this, said that our life would be made of emotions and a second lies could end an eternity truths In order not to let the lies happen we had a moment in bed that was called "believe if you want", and it went like this: We covered ourselves with the biggest sheet at home, underneath the blanket everything would be worthwhile, only they couldn't cut each other. They could talk about whatever they wanted; they could speak on all subjects: what they felt; fantasies, songs, dreams, truths, lies etc. It was a special moment because we were free to talk about things that couples don't normally discuss, including intimate secrets. For example: my husband told me of the exchanges he had as a child; how he saw his mother fuck her father through the keyhole; details of all sexual relations with his fiancée and five girlfriends; also said that he broke his girlfriend's virginity on her 18th birthday by fingering him; that he received calls for homosexual intercourse but did not have the courage to accept it; among others. I told them that I had four boyfriends; my first boyfriend took away my virginity and tried to eat my ass, but I wouldn't let him because he has a big dick. My second boyfriend made fun of me in my mouth; my third boyfriend had a small dick so I allowed him to take away my anus. I told all my lovemaking - which was not really like this much at all - with the smallest detail. And then I shared my biggest secret, which I never told anyone before. It was like this: In my last year of college, I had a boyfriend -- the love of my life; we lived in an inner city São Paulo and rented our apartment together with a colleague from school. My colleague was studious, well-behaved and didn't have any boyfriends, so we agreed that when I would be staying at her flat with my boyfriend, I would turn the key twice to keep her out - it was code for us. One day I forgot my key with a single turn, my friend came in and caught me red-handed, was naked on the couch sitting in my boyfriend's lap she looked discreetly but said nothing and went to her room. My colleague had a friend who did residency at medical school She invited her friend to teach us a subject that we were having difficulty doing this was on Friday so we would be studying for weekend test Monday But she got a phone call on Saturday, it was her mother telling me that an uncle had died and I would have to travel to his city and leave alone with his friend. On Saturday around two o'clock in the morning we could not stand studying anymore so I went for a shower, opened the shower our friend entered the bathroom because I left the door closed. The toilet didn't have separation between shower and sink, she saw me naked, and started praising, said that I am very beautiful, actually I'm good-looking but not as pretty. At that time I didn't like to shave, she commented on my combs and said she was completely hairless. We stopped talking about it there. The apartment had two beds, one for couples where I slept and the other single with a colleague of mine. I told her to sleep in the bachelor bed. I lay down on my bed, then soon afterwards she came asking if she could sleep with me, I thought strange, but I was so tired that I left. I put on leafy knitwear and a T-shirt, at that time he liked to sleep so asleep, woke up with our friend sucking my vagina. She just pulled my panties from the side and her tongue was inside. I asked her to stop, even pushed but she insisted and had already gotten it right on top of the clitoris. Ai didn't have a way with that so I let go, took one finger and put it in my anus being sucked and with his fingers there not long after and enjoyed myself. She said it was my turn to suck, thought for a while, my conscience weighed me down, but I sucked, it was all scraped off. Even though this is my first time I stuck my finger into the anal and did likewise as she has done with me, she laughed and gave some shouts. Then she laid on my shoulder and told me how wonderful it had been. On Sunday morning my friend arrived, asked me if I had enjoyed the study, found it strange to return early from the trip and asked her whether she knew anything. She said yes and that she had invented the story of uncle's death just so friends could be alone with me. I yelled at her like a mother's daughter, and said that she did not expect this from her, it was the end of the year and left that story there. Only then they graduated and we never spoke to each other again. Surely you had more details, anyone else who wants to know send an email [email protected] which I promise to answer everyone ANA CAROLINA