♪ Wrapped in two fuses at the swing club ♪

Hello! For those who don't know me yet, I'm Adriana, I live in Curitiba and this is the account of another of the adventures I had a few months ago with my boyfriend Marcos. Ever since Marcos managed to literally turn my head about sex, as he wrote in the story 33098, called "I turned my Puritan wife into a whore", I've never been the same. Today, I can't have sex with my boyfriend even once, without asking and even begging him to tell me a lot of nonsense, a lot of crap, while I imagine myself being eaten in the most unusual places, in the middle of a lot of prostitution. I feel very slutty. In this story, I will report a spicy transa that happened, again, in a Swing Club here in Curitiba. It was the third time we'd gone to a swing club, and I was so excited and horny, and after I performed, my boyfriend was all over the place, and he said I looked beautiful in that tomara dress that was too short, the slut he'd always dreamed of, and he knew it would get attention. On our last trip to that house, I had literally been broken into by a paused security guard in the bathroom, and it turned me on so much, that later, while I was fucking my boyfriend, I remembered and talked about that delicious transa... that delicious climb... I had really enjoyed it. Well, we were close to the dance floor and my eyes were going around every corner of the house watching every man, when I noticed a security guard standing a few feet away from us. He looked like he was in his early 20s, he was a big guy, the pumped-up type, muscular arms, (wearing a little black vest) white skin and a serious look, and at the time I imagined what the size of his dick would be and what it would be like to be eaten by that guy. One of Marcos's fantasies was that one day, when I was comfortable enough, I'd walk around the club by myself and some time later when he came looking for me, he'd find me hiding. At that moment, looking at that cute security guard, I didn't think twice, I went up to him and asked him with the biggest face of a stick if he was just down there or if he was going upstairs too. He said something I didn't understand and remained with a very serious face. Then I thought that with him I wouldn't roll anything. A little later, I noticed that he was heading towards the stairs that lead to the upper floor. Without thinking much, I told Marcos that I was going to the bathroom and left. Without him noticing, I quickly climbed the stairs in search of another adventure, this time with even more nasty taste, hidden from Marcos. I don't know why, but the thought of fucking another security guard at the house made me horny. As I walked down the corridors, my pussy was on fire from all the heat, me, alone, with so little clothes, in the middle of a bunch of crazy men to eat the first woman who gave a mole, it was all very exciting! Suddenly I saw my chosen one near the DARK ROOM. I walked past him looking at him from top to bottom with a very dirty look on my face and I walked into the dark room and the bastard walked right in behind me and I literally attacked him. I asked him if he didn't want to call his colleague outside, and the next minute I was being crushed, shoved, and sucked by the two stallions. Only someone who's been through it knows how hot I felt. Four hands walked on every part of my body and two mouths, one on each breast and alternating in my mouth. In a hurry, the two of them were soon shoving their dick (and what a big, thick dick one of them had) into my mouth lifting my dress up to put it in my xana. When I noticed they were out of condoms, so I said, "Wait a minute, I'll get my boyfriend". To my surprise, the moment I left, I felt Mark pulling me by the arm. He was even happier when I said I wanted two condoms. He handed me over, kissed his mouth and went to give myself to the two freaks who were waiting for me. In seconds, they got me down on a couch in a corner, while the guy I had first approached stuck his thick dick in my mouth, making me choke, his friend joined me by the waist (something I love) he buried his stick in my bucket, which by then was begging for a fuck. My groan was muffled, as the guy literally put it in my mouth as if he were eating my xanax. The one behind him was pushing hard, and with each punch, the contact of his body with my butt made a lot of noise. My erection was much greater, for I knew that my horn was there and could hear everything. The two of them switched positions and it was my turn to feel that big thing with a swollen head fuck me. Enjoy the hour, shouting loudly. I was still sucking that dick when, without any warning, I felt jets of shit pouring into my mouth, which I'd never done before, at least not with another man who wasn't my boyfriend, but I couldn't help it, because he was holding my head. I felt that the pauzudo was also having fun, holding firmly on my waist. It was one of the best trances I had ever participated. Immediately the two left and my boyfriend, groping in the dark, found me. I kissed his mouth and he asked what a different taste that was. When I told him that one of them had mocked me in my mouth he was hallucinating with a hard-on (he always told me he would love to see me with his mouth full of fucking), it looked like he was going to swallow me. He'd suck my tongue, lick my lips and tell me I was the biggest bitch in the world, and that's why he loved me more every day. That was undoubtedly one of the best screw-ups we've ever done, but I've got other screw-ups I'll tell you about soon!