The Friend of My Son Part 6

Continuing the story, for those who are reading it for the first time I suggest that you read other previous stories. My name is Silvia, I'm a white woman of 1.50 meters tall, 50 kgs, short and dark haired with enormous breasts an ass quite big at the time I was 40 years old but didn't even look like this age because I always looked much younger so as I went on reporting I had been having secret affair with Ladislaus my son's friend now he was 18 then i ended up discovering that my husband loves land from there our sexual relations got better My husband became even more affectionate with me. So I decided to give him a little present. The virginity of my cousin, which he adored as an indication. Only the first time I had anal sex was so good that it made me addicted. I wanted very much to have given my cook for Ladislaus, but his dick is a giant, really big piece. It would tear me all up. But, I confess, if I knew, Ladislau's break was so delicious, I already gave him my kiss in advance. In fact, I just didn't do it before because I was afraid of being slandered by him on the street. I had a friend here on the street, who was going through a marriage crisis. Her husband would leave home. And in these little things of hers to have some space. She ended up meeting this boy from here at a small bar that she has nearby. The boy promised to keep it a secret and not tell anyone. And they left. Next day, the whole street already knew about this case. After some time she and her husband got along with each other. But every time he passed by on the street, the boys laughed at him. He wanted satisfaction. That's when she insisted that they move out of their house, and he agreed. They are still together today. So I didn't want that to happen to me, so I waited long enough to give myself up to Ladislaus. Ladislas was able to keep his secrets, which until now no one has ever known about our affair. And as I was saying, after giving my ass for the first time, I became addicted to give it. But not to Ladislau. Ladislaus was a real donkey, his role was out of the ordinary. I gave my cock even to my husband, like I told you before. But from that day onwards, I would have given my cocker every single day. In the afternoon I gave my kiss to Ladislau, and in the evening I would give my ass to my husband. My life was great, every day I enjoyed horrors both on the kissing bowl and in my butt. But that business of my husband's dirty wire never left my head. It always left me with a flea behind my ear until one day after we had sex. I started talking to him about having a fantasy but being embarrassed to talk about it. And he said: speak..speak ..I said...grandfather is ashamed ...He said "stay". Can you? So I said: my fantasy is to have, another person in our bed, wanted to see you with someone else. Wanted to see what it's like..He spoke: serious ..I said: seriously. Then, I said:" But if it was a woman, I would be jealous, but if it were a transvestite, I wouldn't care". He spoke: there...no......Then I said:: ah..go do ...realize this fantasy of mine...And he again: um.... no.....The next day I said again: go make love realize the dream of me. And he said "No"...So I stopped touching on the subject. The other day, when it was night time during our trance and we were playing mommy and daddy with him on top of me. I decided to punish my husband. I put four fingers in his asshole and found a hole deep inside. And he kept saying: go brown..go brown...crack that dirty stranger's butt...make this traveler .. scared end up at the hospital ...My husband, biting his kiss, groaned: hummm.....hummmm....And after a while he yelled out "AAHHH"...Aaaaahhhhhhhh"....MMMmmmm......It was such an intense thrill that made him relax his body all over me And then he started kissing me and talking about how much he loved me. Then, later on, he said: "Honey, do you want that?" I had already forgotten it. So I asked him what? He answered: "The transvestite". So he went, and said: love, but is it just for a transvestite to take my dick and touch his pussy? I said yes. Then all right. At that moment I started feeling badly, I was like this thinking: i think, that my husband wanted to fuck with transvestites, and he will only let the traveco touching his cock, a punchline to please me. On the other hand, I had been happy to know that this obsession of my husband's earth wire, was a fantasy at the time so I decided to give up, and I said: no need, love, we are not going to do it anymore, no He said: no love, come on yes you do everything I want, nothing more, I realize this fantasy of yours. And besides it's just a little handshake really, not too much. Come on yeah, you deserve it. Do with great pleasure. All I could say is ta...well....The other day when it was late at night my husband packed up all his things, I only wore pants and one shirt and a finger slipper. It made me feel bad for making my husband go through that. I spoke again so we would give up. But he told me to be calm because he was going to fulfill my fantasy. He just told me to drive, that he'd show me the way and I should sit in the back because he wanted to go talk with the transvestite so we could have a little fistfight. So we went. When we passed through a place full of people my husband asked me to slow down. We drove past several transvestites until my husband said stop the car. And called for one transvestit there was this tall blond all muscular woman who looked like she had been at gymnasium very beautiful indeed i am a woman but that transgender man looks really good on her slipper My husband opened the back door, and the transvestite got into the car. My husband sat in the middle and I crossed him over to the corner. I lowered a little bit the mirror of the car, but it only let me see my husband. Seeing that, my husband was talking with the travestie, but I couldn't understand anything because I had no way to pay attention because I was driving. Suddenly, I looked at the Mirror and saw the travesty put his hand on my husband's leg. At this moment I froze up. I thought: Fuck, my man is going to punch this guy. In just a minute from now, I will be seeing the travestitious person smoothing out my spouse's cock above my trousers. At that time, I began to tremble and thought: it will be now my husband punches this guy. And since the transvestite is strong, they'll fall into beatings. But then time passed, and nothing happened. So I was getting more relieved. When I walked near a motel, my husband told me to come in. My husband paid for two rooms with garage but we only went in one. When we entered the bedroom garage, my man asked me to open the door of the room which he had already been going up with our guest. Then I climbed into the room and sat down on an armchair facing the bed. A while later, my husband came into the room with a transvestite. My husband sat on the bed and he went to the bathroom. At that moment I said: "Love, do you want this? Do you want to go away? I'll understand in good". My husband said:"No, let's keep going" It took some time and the transgender appeared at the door of the cloaked toilet. And then I could see, what a huge piece. A hard bargain pointed upwards. The transvestite's roll was almost the size of Ladislau's big and thick one. What a beautiful roll. Seeing that giant pause, I already started to get excited. It began to make me want to pass my tongue in this pause. As my husband stood there, the transvestit approached him, he started smoothing his chest and side of his leg. And my husband stood up. Then I thought: beauty, he'll just touch a little pussy even and we will go away. Then suddenly the transvestite rubbed himself on his side in my husband's cock. At that time I kicked myself with my hands over my face, closed my eyes, and thought: it is going to be now that the beatings are coming. When I opened my eyes there was my husband scratching the stick at the side of the travestie. Then all of a sudden my husband starts behind the travesty and getting groped by its ass. So then I got up and went to sit in bed to see more closely. My husband walked around grabbing his dick into the backside of the tranny. And the transvestite, rolling his ass and moaning: oh...oh....I couldn't believe what I was seeing. My husband then began to smooth the breasts of the travestie, so he put his hands behind him, started to smoothen my husband's hair and back and kept on groaning: o-o...oh.....Me, watching all that stuff, this spraying, and that hard pause from the swinging crossdresser got me even more excited. Then I felt a kiss in my stiff chest and wet little mouth. So I built up courage and said: love can you give it a hold? And I pointed to the transvestite pause. My husband nodded his head in agreement, so I went and slapped my hand into that pause, which was so thick I couldn't even close it, and there I stood playing a little fist on this cute tranny pause. There I sat masturbating with this hot, hard-ass cock like a rock with an insane desire for a blow job. So I got back up again and said: "Love... can you give me just one sip?" So I held on to that hard pole and started passing my tongue as if sucking ice cream. After a while, when I looked up, my husband was already eating, the butt of the beam smoothing his breasts and lickin' his neck. The beams were straightening my husband's hair and he had begun to smooth his ass. It wasn't long before my husband said: ah...enjoyed myself..and came out from behind the transvestite. But her roll still lasted, it didn't have any molasses in it. And I continued to suck, that pause of the beam. What a delight. My husband did not take his eyes off the transvestite's roll. It was already like this for a while. So I decided to risk and said: love ... look only .. he is tough.. do you want to get some? I had to get rid of my doubt. So, I thought...,I thought and said: love.... come...give a little light lick..., here with me ...And knocked the hand in my husband's hair. I did not pull it or make any force towards me. He leaned down and passed his tongue. After some time, my husband started passing his tongues willingly. There, I got confirmation. My husband likes transvestites. On one side, I was disappointed because I expected him to refuse; but on the other, I found it even good because he took away my doubts. He was sucking so much that I even moved away a little bit to look better, let him do it alone. After some time I lay down but slightly on the bed, opened my legs and asked my husband to give me a blowjob in my pussy because I was full of horny also wanted to have fun and called for transvestite to come and put his pacifier into my mouth. My husband instead of coming close to suck me he stayed far from me and just lowered his mouth by four feet and passed his tongue over my already wet pussy I called the transvestite again to give me his break, so that I could suck. Instead of him passing by my husband and coming towards me, he put both hands on my husband's waist and danced behind him. I would call out for him, but he pretended not to hear it. He kept dancing behind my husband. My husband continued sucking my pussy, so I decided to stop calling the transgender man. At this point, the transsexual was still dancing after her husband, but she started rubbing my ass with mine. So I stopped looking at the transvestite, put both hands on my husband's head and rubbed my cheek into his mouth. We stayed like this for a while, it was very good. It almost made me laugh. A little later, I see my husband, he gives himself a body squeeze, bites his lips, lifts his head up, makes a whimper: hummm....humm...um....When I look behind my husband there is the transgender man beating beautifully in my husband 's ass. I don't know how, my husband endured that pause. After a while, my husband started rolling and moaning: oh..oh...humm..um..ui...ui I saw that, decided to zoar and said "go blonde .. smash your bitch's ass". That is when my husband rolled. And he began sucking my pussy with desire. What delight....the more I talked about it: go blond smashes your cunt. My husband was turning around and suckling my pussy willingly. It would give me an erection of the fuck. It was very nice. So I took one of my husband's hands, put it on my breast and said: "Squeeze fucking tightly". My husband squeezed my breasts, sucking my pussy and rolling around in the transvestite pause. Alas! I spoke again: The blonde will skin your piranha ass. Then my husband really started to tighten his grip on my boobs and lick my pussy even more eagerly. And I continued with both hands over my husbands head rubbing my pussy into his mouth. We were already like that, after a while I couldn't take it anymore so I let go: AAHHHH...AAAHHH....AAAAH.....I made fun of my husband in his mouth. When I looked straight at him he was on all fours giving the transvestite ass and rubbing his dick against the bed. So I went over there and grabbed my husband's cock. My husband lifted up his body a little bit then I started sucking his cock. I'd put my tongue over his head and say, "Go blonde. Break your whore". My husband would roll around even more in the butt, moaning: oh...oh..oh..hum.....After a while, I kept putting my tongues on my husband's dickhead and said, "go blond, break that filthy little stranger's arse!" My husband gave me a loud groan: OOHHH ..OOOHH ... UHUMMM....UUIII........and dropped the sperm jet into my mouth. Then I walked out of there and stood up to see him cross-dressing with her man's bundle. He accelerated my transvestite asshole onto my spouse's throat, and he was like, When he took off my husband's kitchen towel, his butt was all peeled up like a cauliflower. All I could see was the milk pouring out of him and we went in together for our bathroom shower. In the toilet, I tried to wash that transvestite piggy My husband even put his hand into it but said: "This is me who does this". My hubby, when I was washing the kitchen, said transvestite: ta burning. my husband replied: yes, but it was nice. i would be cleaning that lovely pause of cross-dressing, and enjoying to spend on his legs, and in the ass. i washed and rubbed myself in this delicious scrubber. then the break of cross dresser began to get hard again. after a while we dried up and went to bed. all naked. already full of lust, immediately wanted to feel that warm pause of crossing inside me. So when we were in bed, I asked my husband to look at the menu and pick out some snacks and a little drink for us. In fact, all I wanted was that he would get up from his bed and leave me alone with this transvestite of tasty parrot. Like the menu on a mute servant's tray near the couch, he went there and stayed looking, same thing. At that moment, I had already taken advantage to suck again that delicious tranny break. I licked that delightful pause so it will be well drenched. But I didn't have to leave him all drooling, my pussy was already quite wet. And then after sucking a lot of that cute little guy with the transvestite sitting on the bed, I went and got up and passed one leg over it and came down to ride in front at this cute little boy; he grabbed his hand off the roller coaster so it would fit into my pocket. I started riding in that hot dog. My husband, when he saw the scene, put down his cardboard and began to smooth out his cock. It seemed like he was enjoying watching his little bitch wife play someone else's role. I started going up and down on this tasty pause. Up and down and rolling around. And the transvestite would be willingly squeezing my breasts. What a delight. The travestie then pulled my head back and placed it on her chest. So I started sucking off the tranny's boobs and biting at its dick. All I could see was the traitor nibbling kisses, tossing their heads backwards and moaning. When I looked at my husband, he was masturbating like a madman. He liked to see his little wife roll around in another man's cock and that made me even more horny. Even when I climbed up and down on the transvestite's lovely break it tasted so good, how delicious! I put my hands behind me, squeezed the transvestite's nipple tightly against his chest and he did likewise with mine. And then I started rolling around even more eagerly in that lovely pause. The cross-dresser sounded so cute saying how I had a delicious pussy who was going to play whore for him and still make money off of it, oh no! So I said: come love, come suck with me this cute pause. Didn't need to speak twice, my husband has already arrived. The transvestite who was sitting on the bed stood up. I continued sucking downwards. My husband was going to bend over and kiss me but he stayed upright and only lowered his mouth. Staying at four. Transvestit immediately tried to stick his finger in my husband's skinny ass. My man rolled like a gazelle, it didn't look as if you were using your skinned ass. Then we started making a nice mess. With one hand, I held the transvestite's cute little finger underneath it and put my tongue over his head. And with the other hand I touched a small fist on my husband's dick. My husband was leaning one hand against the bed while putting his fingers in his buttocks. The cross-dresser would straighten out my hair and then stick his finger to my exotically skinny ass. It was very funny as hell! So I, stopped licking the roll and said: go .. blondie bust ass of this dirty little traveler again. My husband began to roll with pleasure on transvestite's finger and gave a shout: OOHH...AAHH..HHUUMMM ...UUII....he dropped milk in my hand. I kept touching his fist on my husband, but tightly squeezing it so that he would drop until the last drop. Then I took off my hands from my husband's roll and was clenched the breasts of the travestie, and continued passing her tongue in its lovely pause. So the transvestite with one hand would smooth my hair, and then he'd do it with his other hand on my husband's head. Wow, that was so cute! My husband and I were making a little fist at the bottom of this lovely cross-dressing break while simultaneously sticking our tongues over the top of this delicious roll of transvestites. Me and my husband were twirling each other's tongues as we licked the heads off those tasty chickens. It was like kissing in the roll, delightful. We stayed there for awhile. Suddenly the transgender man started to moan: "Ai..ai".. My little husband and I were kissing on the transvestite's roll with his milk trickling down our throats. How delicious! Then we fell into bed all three of us exhausted, took a shower afterwards but now it was just one at a time. And only then when we left did we introduce ourselves to each other. The name of the transgender person is July (actually Julio), but he likes to be called "July". My younger brother-in-law's name is Pliny and my daughter Sylvia. We got Juliet's phone number, ended up going out some more times. Until we became friends and started fearing him back home. This was usually on weekends when our son wasn't around, and the climb with July would be really nice because we did it like this: my husband ate my asshole while at the same time she ate her husband's asshole. And then July would eat my little bowl over me in Mommy & Daddy style, and my husband would eat his cooking. After I had a good time with that bad husband of mine, we both went out together to lick Julie's sweet breast until he made fun of us all across the face. My husband and I kissed each other on July's roll as his milk flowed down our tongues. Oh, how delicious! Our fucking got better with the arrival of July. My life went like this: during weekday afternoons, Ladislaus would eat my kiss and at night Pliny, my husband ate my cousin. And on weekends, Pliny still ate my cook and my kiss was for a nice break in July I continued to have therapy and everything was great in my life until I decided to do something different which deeply affected our lives but that's what I tell you about in another story