A fraud, a betrayal and the fulfillment of a fantasy.

I, since adolescence began to be interested in sex magazines and always saw pictures and stories involving scenes of three-way sex, what they call ménage a trois. Hit several punches hidden Always imagining that one day I could do the same. As time went by I grew up, I dated normally until I met my life's girl. She was a beautiful girl and always with a naughty and sensual smile, dating a friend of mine, but whenever she found me let out a beautiful look disguised with a certain desire. It was clear to me that one day she would accept a courtship with me; which actually proved true some weeks later. We started dating and soon found out that the horny was uncontrollable between us, our embraces full of a lot of clinging and hot kisses. Everything has always been a real hallucination between us and time passed until our caresses increased, we began to have oral sex with each other but without penetration because virginity she preserved and I respected it was very nice to be naked with her and make fun frantically on the edge of that beautiful little brunette. We were engaged and our sex life continued a flame lit with such fire that there was no way to control it. Then came the day when we consummated our first climb, although inexperienced in penetration, already masters of the art of having fun together only on rolla e roll. We got married and continued in perfect harmony, our room a sex canteen that announced the moment of beginning a good transaction and forgot to tell us when we should stop. I'd never noticed anything strange about her behavior, but I was nursing a desire to have another guy join our climbs, fostering that teenage fantasy. After a few years, I had to work outside and realized that the behavior of my beautiful girl was no longer what it used to be. I imagined that something could be wrong and with each step I tried more and more insinuate the desire to see her giving this lovely bouquet to another guy as long as he wasn't someone known but still she did not warm up like before, the steps were cold and fun less frequent so I decided to install in our computer the famous program for recording conversations. I prepared everything with great fear, because she is the woman of my life and I have always been very respectful to her willingness but decided to risk a real dilemma: either I would find what she was preparing or it would weigh heavily on my conscience for the rest of my days an unprecedented betrayal I left everything ready, the trap on the trigger and traveled, spent long 15 days away from home and an anxiety filled with doubts about what position I should take if what I imagined was true. The day came of my return to home, for the whole trip I could not think of anything else and finally arrived, embraced her with a kiss half without grace and went in, did not want to eat anything because my intention was to see immediately that I had caught in this invasion of his best kept secrets. She was busy with some chores at home, didn't bother to accompany me into the room where our computer is located so I could open what she had left more calmly. It was then that straight away I saw an email from a guy who I already suspected something might have happened between them. Him: How are you now? She said, "Baby Dool! He: um! can you turn on the cam? She: Just a little bit! How delicious you are! She: rsssss! we could go somewhere nice and quiet any day what do you suggest? He says, "Motel!" She: how you are direct eh! And the conversation flows between spicy Q&A and cam shows when she asks, "How are you?" He says, "That's the way". She accepts the cam. It's not working. She: I'm a little wet can you believe it? Him: Are we going to kill our needs now? So the decision! Him: Can I find you now? She: Not here! Shall we go in mine or your car? He: I don't have a car. She: Mine is suspicious but let's go. He: Will you pick me up here near home? She: Yes! have a good smell. A pause He: What was desisitu? She was brushing her teeth. He: Can I wait? She: I'm going. It was all that I didn't want to know, but in a mixture of feelings, I began to glimpse the opportunity not to lose the girl of my life. My conclusions were a mix of outrage and desire which only left me stunned. She even tried to argue that someone could have hacked into her msn, but the conversation was too casual so she opened up with me and told everything that had happened. We fought, but then we made peace because I started realizing it would be time for my fantasy to come true as only having any importance whatsoever if I were with her. Soon I had to travel for work, another fortnight away from home and our lives a veritable battle of crazy phone calls where at certain moments we swore oaths of love and fidelity back-and-forth and other times each took on the other's dark past and fierce fights in emails and telephone conversations culminated into a turning point in our life when we decided to go all out. On the way back, driven mad with thirst, I called her and in a few words said: "Be prepared!" And she replied to what? Let's see! Long hours passed until I arrived home on December 11, 2009, we hugged each other with ardent kisses, similar to those at the beginning of our courtship, took a shower and ate a quick snack. I went to the computer and called her, locked my bedroom door and entered into a chat room for João Pessoa-PB while she was taking a bath. There I met several guys who soon added our msn and started our hunt, when it was a young dark boy, opened his cam and showed without inhibition his face. I realized that he immediately became interested in him whose name I barely said the first letter "E". He was polite and patient; he chatted with her typing on the computer while I watched it all very excitedly, so already almost overcome by anxiety to realize our fantasy together since "E" had given us the necessary security we asked for his phone which still answered with a camera connected and arranged to meet again that night. We left the house and on the way I remember that she looked at me and said, "Is this really what you want?" I answered affirmatively by shaking my head without losing focus from the steering wheel because I was totally overcome with thirst to know that in a few minutes I would realize the fantasy I had always dreamed of. We got to the place and "E" wasn't there, we called and his phone was just ringing. For a few moments I imagined that he would not go and when we were getting ready to come back my telephone rang and it was him saying he was nearby waiting for us then suddenly appeared without much introduction we drove up to motel Eden in same neighborhood where E lives and as soon as we entered her room she became kind of nervous walking around with no control over the situation while E followed patiently smiling surprise but with an air of certainty about dominance on this beautiful crazy cat I held her by the hand, but she disengaged from him and turned to me until he asked for a beer which I attended eagerly, opened the can and she took gulps voraciously, smiled and kissed me, till "E" came up behind and embraced her in a woman's sandwich. I felt that the moment had come and began to photograph them embracing in absolutely enveloping, provocative kisses making a beautiful spectacle for only one spectator: me, the husband of this lovely girl. Now more experienced and accustomed to the situation, he began undressing by his long-sleeved cotton shirt; now less inquisitive she helped him out. And together they looked at me with frowned faces as I repeatedly took pictures of them when she started caressing his chest and was sliding her hands up to his waist where it began opening the only button on the black tactell shorts that he had worn and pulling opposite sides parts opened into that typical creeeeec velcro zipper noise! Soon the shorts came down through his legs, which pulled him off by stepping on it with feet in that obvious characteristic of one who does not want to stoop. He was wearing white underwear embracing this beautiful brunette still fully dressed and absolutely delivered into her arms, delicious and provocative kisses did not cease, so I took the initiative, opened my female from behind and tried to take off her clothes; leaving only a black panties with some very discreet colorful details that made that piece a true sea of seduction. The pink blouse, contrasted with her beautiful panties and the brunette she wore so "E" took it upon herself to remove that penultimate part which was separating their bodies. She then slowly lowered herself down to the "E" stick, began caressing that tool like an unknown toy, carefully examined the reddish head of this instrument darker than skin and skillfully opened it up, licked from its head to the shaved eggs where she provoked in him contractions of pure horny. At the same time he looked at me masturbating on my side and pulled my hand and also started sucking my cock with laughter. She held us very close together and tried to shove those two erect, barking limbs into her mouth in a situation where she was the lead actress of an actual movie recorded by my camera. When the foreplay was over, she lay down completely naked and he like a stallion wanting his female in heat soon went on top of her, an instant that I recorded not only in photo but also in thought. He laid gently upon her and began to make an impressive swarm with low-pitched moans yet audible enough so that I could understand how excited they were. I sensed they couldn't stand it any longer took up a condom and handed it into "E"s left arm where there was a tattoo with a meaningful homage. He put her in as the obedient boy and soon he was on his way to penetrate that dark, smoking little bowl of boner through which flowed a bit of viscous glossy liquid that lubricated it preparing itself for being filled. I was absolutely attentive at this moment and watched when that stranger started sticking the stick into my beloved's bucket. It was the scene I wanted most to see in sexual realm all my life. I recorded with photos and entered that private party. Putting my dick in her mouth. and I reached several orgasms between penetrations and frantic blowjobs that she gave. He was firmly, quietly waiting patiently for the moment just for them. So he turned to him and sat on top of it, they began continuous movements uninterrupted for a few minutes when I realized that she could no longer hold her erection sewing, changed camera position into shooting mode and started recording. She exploded in hallucinatory joy with low moans delayed: hey, aaaaaaah, i'll joke! goooozaaaaaarrr Han and mocked intensely, relaxed a little on "E's" chest and continued with the gentler kisses upon him; stood up flat-footedly and asked "E" to penetrate her into that position; he always obediently complied with her request and began the striking back-and-forth with violent prodding which made noises of his sack pounding at her lovely bundle, and absolutely concentrated, watched the entrance and exit of his stick within that tiny bushel handed over for her delight. I watchfully perceived the moment when his legs began and contracted with involuntary movements, which went through all his body; it was the time of his mockery, that he closed his eyes as if coming out of himself turned his head to the ceiling and opened them like waking from a dream, looked down where his dick buried all in that little kiss still barking so much joy and was pulling back slowly, contracting at each movement's retreat. When everything came out, he gratefully but without words to explain the moment exclaimed only: "Eita!" and smiled looking at me practically. She got up and hugged us, kissed me back with "E", we took a quick shower and quietly left our nest of pure sex. This story is absolutely true, and it happened to me and my wife. Yes! an important detail, 11/12 'we made sure to quote in the text is our wedding date and only after everything we noticed a great coincidence. We got married again! Now free of betrayal! For those who want to know us and are between 18 and 25 years old, add: [email protected] Andre and Marcia.