A bet on the horn.

First of all I want to introduce ourselves. We are Fabio and Claudia (fictitious names) we're 35/32 years old, 1.80/1,67 M, 85/55 Kg, white, both with eyes and brown hair. She is from stopping the trade knitted all day long, rigid little breasts, waistband, cushions that merge with a wonderful ass and a belly that looks more like an ironing board. She always dresses as if she were going out to meet her lover. Finest lingerie, intimate and super sexy clothes. Her butt is almost completely shaved. From the beginning of the streak, following through the crayon zone until there is no piggy for anyone. She says that because she likes to wear dental floss bikinis which would be the right size for 18-year-old girls, her pigeon can't have almost any hair at all. And I also like it because the absence of fur in its streak causes the bikini to slide between its folds leaving me and everyone else horny. About two years ago my firm transferred me temporarily to a city in São Paulo state. It was a town with high incidence of workers and huge shortage of women. Most of these workers are single. There I was introduced to a circle of friends consisting mostly young singles around 27 years old, and among them there was Eduardo. From the first time he laid eyes on Claudia, Edward let his greed show itself. But he kept it low-key, for which did not bother me (look can bulir is that could not). One day He invited us to a barbecue in its place on Saturday, and as the event would be longer, Claudia took several changes of clothes. She feels an enormous pleasure to provoke the gallery and has bullet for this. My wife only wears super-insinuating short dresses that suit her very well, a top and skinny shorts which are extremely tight. Her lingerie consists entirely of toothed panties and half bowl brassiere. The day passed normally around the pool and as Claudia was the only woman among about ten men she whimsically put on her tiny little tooth-filled bikini. The prisoners were unyielding but everyone respected me and her. In the evening after swimming my wife wore a skirt made from fine transparent fabric, quite short and full of folds and roundness. With her I wore a very loose top of transparent leather fabric, with half-cup bra and toothed panties both black and small. The brassiere was clearly visible and the underwear could be seen between the folds of the skirt. There was a hurricane and the effect was clear among men. And me? I appreciated the situation. I liked and enjoy exhibiting my wife. Until then she had been mine only. But... At all events that this class sponsored there always rolled much drink and my wife who always drank moderately on this day exceeded slightly more than normal. She got quite cheerful and daring, and started teasing everyone especially Eduardo. I was also not in my right mind and excited by the provocations of my wife. Edward invited me to play a game of poker which always happened at these barbecues, and my wife came and sat beside me to follow the match. Eduardo, in a definitive gesture, bet his place. I was paralyzed; the site must have been worth over $100,000. There wasn't anything I could do against that amount. Edward, already completely uninhibited by drink, made an audacious bid to me for my wife to face the wager. I had almost refused when she told me it would be accepted and if I lost the bet then he would own her but I would always be present accompanying and witnessing everything that happened. At which point I agreed to the deal and paid to see - just to see! Edward downloaded the game. It was a Royal Strit Flesh, so I lost the bet. Everyone stopped to see what Eduardo would do. Edward got up, grabbed my wife, took off her blouse and skirt pulled down his underwear, laid it on the table, undressed himself and went over to her. My wife became apprehensive. His dick was probably twice as big as mine should be about 25 cm long quietly. He told my wife to pick it up and aim for its mouthpiece. The creature was so thick that she felt him but couldn't put her fingers against her thumb. She looked at me, pulled her legs together, put the end of her stick into her little mouthpiece and asked me to open it. And she said with a wry smile on her face: "Bet is bet". I had to go in there and open my wife's small mouthpieces. She then closed her eyes because Eduardo started forcing his way inside her. There I stood before everyone witnessing the beginning of my wife fucking her new owner without being able to do anything. Eduardo looked at me and told everyone to take off the clothes that his little dog was going to give out on site. I in front of everybody's mocking eyes took my clothes off as well because he already had a hard cock. Eduard frantically kicked his dick into Claudia's pocket and enjoyed himself abundantly. A line had formed after him so they could all eat my wife. And thus it went one by one, everyone stuck their bag inside her mouthpiece. They started calling her "bitch" or "whore", which she loved very much. She would look up to me and ask: Do you like my little horn? Eduardo went to call the employees of the place and among them there was a creole who had an enormous dick. It was slightly larger than Edward's penis but its thickness was noticeably greater The criollo positioned himself between my wife's legs and asked me if my whore had a tight little mouthpiece. I said yes. He asked her whether she would hold his stick, and she answered that she would do so no matter what it is because he has never been able to fuck with a black man (an old fantasy of hers), and he will be first. He looked at me and said with a smile that he was going to roll up her little mouthpiece, and she and I would feel the difference when we fucked again, and because of this we'd always remember him in those hours. And so he did. My wife waited as the creole slowly but firmly pushed that small chest into it until everything screamed mocking several times while he went back and forth inside it. When the criollos made fun of her, they came out from within her and told me to eat my doggie to see how much she had changed. That I could fuck her at will that from this day on she'd always be looking for a mega-roll to screw...I stuck my dick in it and realized that my tight little woman had nothing left. She was hopelessly broken. My cock swam loose in that cave full of shit, and every time I ate she would both remember the nigger who rolled up his bucket. So I tried to stick my penis into her kitchen. She, in addition to all the dirty words she used to say on these occasions began cursing me with horn son of a bitch that I was accustomed put thereafter it wasn't just mine anymore who would do every will of Eduardo and for me to be quiet because that was my fault. They proposed that she sit on Edward's roll which lay upside down, and she readily complied with requests and sat on that huge stick. While she rode the criollo came from behind. She understood what the crioulo wanted, bent forward and the black man started sticking his jaw into her lap. Claudia twitched and looked at me, whispering to herself: "Do you like my little horn?" I nodded yes and she was satisfied and calm. And so one by one they all ate the ass of Claudia ending with Eduardo. Of course we slept there. At various times during the night I would wake up with a shaking bed. It was someone fucking her mouth or my wife's butt. I fucked her too because she was at the peak of her erection. When we left the site they gave us a tape with everything that had been done to my wife. It was just one of several copies they'd made in order to relive what happened over the weekend. Eduardo kept his property (my wife) living with me for pure convenience but warned that she should wait for him or any friend and be ready for them from this day on, when my wife is home, she only wears an insignificant dental floss and nothing else. I'm tired of coming home and seeing her fucking one or more men. About a year ago we came back to our city, but she has already gotten some guys with colossal dicks to satiate the dog blood they injected into it that day. Others do not even need to have such big cocks because what makes them horny is for me to see or know about their fuck (she tells me everything). And I can do nothing. Because after all, I wanted to win a place and ended up winning a bitch, which makes me hyper stubborn. The antlers hurt but I've grown accustomed and even like it. And she continues to take several dicks at least ten or fifteen times a week. So we live and are happy. If any couple wants to turn their life into the wonder that has become mine I am able to provide any clarification and even introduce some of the men who eat my wife or myself can (with discretion because my wife cannot know. She is dying from jealousy of me). Others wanting to acquire password to get in line for fucking my wife's broken pussy, write us via E-mail .