My Husband Likes to Be Horn Cuckold

My name is Isadora, but everyone calls me Isa. I'm 42 years old and I've been married for 19 years to Fabio, who is 44 years old. We have two grown daughters. I've always been extremely hot, and my husband has never had a very big sex appetite, but he's a sensational, caring guy and a great father. When I was single, I boiled a lot, I enjoyed a lot of sexual adventures. After meeting Fabio, I was always 100% faithful to him, although I didn't feel completely satisfied, we had sex sometimes, and he usually got the job done, innovated, but very okay. The problem started when, about a year ago, my husband started jerking off, his dick didn't get hard for nothing, it's like he lost the little desire he had. That frustrated me. I tried to satisfy myself by hitting syrup, but it wasn't the same, I always needed a real dick. I tried to do new things in bed, I put on sexual fantasies, I spoke more whores for him, I even played with his cousin I tried, but nothing happened. I began to believe that the problem was me, that he no longer had a crush on me, and in a desperate attempt to please him, I suggested an experiment with another woman, as is the desire of many men, I thought I could help him. Honestly, I would like it too, I had lesbian experiences when I was single and it was wonderful. But even this did not encourage Fabio, because he was confused so I gave the idea, saying that he loved me and did not need another woman. I didn't know what to do anymore, I was feeling very bad about it all. Until one day I woke up in the middle of the night and Fabio wasn't in bed with me. I got up quietly and went to look for him. My surprise was great when I found him in the office, sitting in front of the computer, watching porn and punching extremely hard with his dick. - Is that why you're flirting with me, Fabio? - No, Isa, it's not that! You're a punching addict who'd rather watch those whores than fuck your wife. No, Isa, it's just that I see... I was out of control, running the risk of offending my husband, but I didn't think about it at the time. - I'm not a pervert, Isa. - Then what? - I see those faces and I imagine them eating you. <unk> he speaks with eyes full of tears. Seeing that scene made me calm down, but I was still trying to assimilate what I had heard. - What do you mean, Fabio? I'm sorry, sweetheart, but I'm not well. I pulled him to the living room couch, put my arms around him, and told him that he wasn't sick, but that I needed to understand what was going on. I'm excited to think that you're with other people, and I've watched videos like this on the Internet, and now I just think about it, and it feels like our sex is incomplete because we don't have that, but I know that's crazy, and I love you, and I shouldn't want that. I tried to comfort him by telling him that this was more normal than he thought, only that I didn't imagine that he'd all frown the way he was going to like it. It's all right, Fabio, you could have told me, we always trust each other, I can fantasize with you too, do you think that would make your dick go up? - Sure I would, but I don't want to hurt you, I don't want to make you do something stupid. It's not stupid, it's your fantasy, and honestly, it's gonna be a delight to be able to imagine others eating me while we fuck! - Are you serious, honey? - You don't seem to know the wife you have. You know I've always been an asshole. He smiles, wiping away his tears, we hug, I kiss his mouth, I tell him I love him, I hold his hand, I take him to our room, I put him to bed, I turn on our TV, I look for a porn of some gifted guy fucking some woman like me, I lie down next to him, and I ask: - Shall we get started? What do you mean, honey? - Let's imagine that guy over there fucking me! <unk> While he's saying that, I stick my hand inside his underwear, and finally after a long time I feel his hard cock again. He was all clumsy. I'm such a jerk, I always watched porn and masturbated imagining all kinds of guys fucking me, but out of respect and love for my husband, I never carried out those fantasies, and I had to take advantage of that gap, make myself nice to my husband, so that maybe he could finally feel other cocks inside me. - Imagine, baby, me holding that dick right there and putting it in my mouth. - That's all I wanted, my love. I was going to suck, a lot, and lick and suck that hot head, and my horn was going to be staring up at me. I'm sorry, honey, did I say something wrong? On the contrary, I loved being called a horn. You like it because that's what you are. Very much, my love. - I'm holding your dick, but I'm thinking about that hot actor over there, look! I collapsed, and I put my husband's dick in my mouth and I started what was probably the hottest kiss I've ever done on my husband. Suck his break. His cock is beautiful, every woman's dream is to sit on one of those. Is this really your dream, love, or are you just talking about my fantasy? You know I'm a bitch, every time I'm alone I watch porn, imagining everything that's like dicks getting into my holes, I've always wanted more guys to satisfy me, I've never said anything to you because you're a pussy, but now that I've found out you want to be horny, I'm going to enjoy it. When I said that, Fabio almost made fun of the punch I was hitting. Oh I stopped for a while and told him to control himself, because I couldn't make fun yet. I gave him a little break, and then I started sitting on his poop. - I want to ride your stick, horn! - Then come, my hottie, sit on my roll! - Yes, but I'll keep my eyes closed. - Why, honey? Before I could answer, I stuck the head of that stick in the opening of my vagina, which was soaked with so much horny, I felt at once, sticking all my husband's stick in the bottom of my skirt, and already with my eyes closed I whispered in his ear: - 'Cause I want to make fun of myself by imagining I'm jumping on someone else's dick, you horn. - That's it, hottie, you're playing me. I want more dick, you horn, I want to sit on a bunch of sticks, and I want to make you horny, and I want my males to make fun of me, and I'm gonna come home full of shit! My husband couldn't take it anymore, he was going to mock. "I can't take it anymore, darling, I'm going to laugh, I'm going to imagine you full of other men's fucking and it's too good, I'm going to laugh at it all, I'm going to laugh at it all, I'm going to laugh at it all, I'm going to laugh at it all, I'm going to laugh at it all, I'm going to laugh at it all, How delightful it is to ride and imagine that I'm betraying you, you horny horn! - Aahhh... enjoying the love... of the gozann... of the... ahhh... enjoying... I'm gonna make fun of you too, but I'm gonna make fun of you by imagining a dick bigger than yours, a real man's dick. We synchronized our minds and bodies in that fantasy and enjoyed together, something that happened very rarely between us. I could feel his dick throbbing and his cunt gushing into the bottom of my mug. We both groaned in sync, in a moment of pure pleasure. It was as if my body had been turned off over his. I stood there, feeling my husband's dick softening inside me, until I escaped alone from my cave. I fell to the side, and we hugged each other, smiling with joy at the pleasure we had conquered. After that our relationship became much better, not only in sex, we became more partners, even more friends, but of course the prostitution between us was at its best. We sent each other erotic videos and stories during the day, and at night we fucked like animals imagining all that. But something was missing, and I knew what it was, but I was afraid to propose to my husband, I didn't want to hurt him, but I wanted to give it to someone else! I wanted to make him a real horn! I needed to be owned by someone else. A long time later, we were talking after we fucked, about everyday things, about a month away from my birthday, and just to throw the conversation off, I said, It's my birthday next month, honey, and you know what you're getting me? - I'll give you a male to fuck you all day long. <unk> and laughed, suggesting it was a joke. - I accept, love. <unk> I spoke looking seriously in his eyes. He couldn't believe it. I understand if you're not ready, but I think that's what we both want, and I can't stand to imagine it anymore, and I want to give it to someone else for real, and I want you to be by my side, watching and enjoying it with me. You're gonna make me the happiest man in the world. I know we're very passionate about this, but it could affect our marriage, and we don't know how we're going to react afterwards. I'm absolutely certain, Isa, that I'm not gonna let this get in the way of us loving each other even more. We agreed that it would actually be my birthday present, and I would choose the male, and he would have no say, no matter who it was he would just have to accept. I had more than 30 days to plan everything. I already knew who I would choose. It would be Gustavo, my colleague in the company. A healthy blonde, very handsome. He was always hitting on me, even though he knew I was married. He always invited me for a beer after work. The first invitation after the conversation with my husband, I accepted. He was all excited, thinking that I would want to be with him. We went to the bar, we drank, we laughed, and he tried to kiss me. I turned my face and said no, at least not like this. He didn't understand, and I found the right moment to explain everything. I did well, being direct. I explained our fantasy, that it would be the first time, and that he would have to be extremely discreet with the situation. Due to the several beers we had, he would have accepted a conversation. It was a natural conversation that I would have made, and I was a little excited, that I would have fucked, regardless of the situation, but I had made a mistake. I didn't tell my husband who would be the male that he would make out of the horn, but he said that he had already chosen. He was excited too. Two days before my birthday, I took advantage of the fact that my daughters were at my mother's house, and I told Gustavo that it would be that day, after the procedure, but I didn't say anything to Fabio. After work, I took Gustavo home, Fabio had just come home, and he was having a beer. This is Fabio, my coworker. They greeted each other by shaking hands. Aren't you working too hard anymore? Did Gustavo come to settle something else? - What do you mean, Isa? - No, love, he came to fuck me, today you're going to turn my horn for real. I smiled at him, took him and Gustavo by the hand, and took them to our bathroom to take a shower before we started the fuck we all wanted so badly. When I got to the bathroom, I turned on the shower to heat up the water, and I slowly took off my clothes, seducing the two men in front of me, I took off my bra to show them my round breasts, and I turned my back, lowered my panties, tucked my ass up so they could get the best possible view of my pussy and my ass, and then I went to my husband, and I took off all his clothes, and when I lowered his panties, I noticed that his dick was hard, pointing at the ceiling, and I grabbed it, and I hit a light fist, and I sucked the head of that roller hard but very briefly. From now on, you can't lean on me, you horn. He nodded his head as I walked over to Gustavo and started to take off his clothes as well. When under his underwear, a beautiful cock jumped out! It had a big pink head, the body full of veins, and pulsated with pleasure. Still lowered, I held that wonder with my right hand, as if it were a trophy. Once I start, I won't stop, even if you ask. You can do whatever you want, I'm just gonna sit here and jerk off! I didn't even wait for him to finish talking! I fell into that deliciousness, like a hungry animal, sucking, licking and drooling desperately! How I wanted that! I was happy! Joy was what I felt! All those years only with my husband's dick, wishing for other dicks, and finally I was sucking another man. Better yet, I was sucking another man in front of my husband, in front of my horn. I sucked that dick for about five minutes, until I forgot about my husband for a moment, and I got up, and we went to the box, the three of us together, to actually take our bath, and I was making out with my lover, kissing him on the mouth, punching his dick, while he was squeezing my ass, sucking on my breasts, and fingering my bouquet, and all the while, I looked at my husband, and he had his back against the wall, punching his dick in a hallucinatory way, like he was going to rip that dick off. It's so good to see you two. Are you kidding me? - Yes, honey, I want to have fun. - Of course you can, my horn, enjoy beating that handkerchief, enjoy watching me get laid with this male here. I'm going to have fun, I'm going to have fun, I'm going to have fun, I'm going to have fun, I'm going to have fun, I'm going to have fun, I'm going to have fun, I'm going to have fun. - You were born to be horned, my love. I stamped it. We finished our bath, and we went naked to our room. Arriving at our bed, I put my arms around Gustavo, and told Fabio to sit at the foot of the bed. I was enjoying every moment of that wonderful night. At one point, Gustavo pulled me, so that I sat with the bottle on his face. - Sit with that buzz on my face, you hottie. <unk> Gustavo was starting to indulge in whoring. I was on crutches, sitting and rubbing my cane in my lover's face. - Look, he's sucking my cock. - I'll see you later. My husband was getting another hand job. You have no idea how much I wanted to see you in the halls of the company, Isa. He's always asking me out. - And you've always denied it, but now here she is, rubbing her bouquet in my face in front of your horn. - You were looking at my wife at the company, Gustavo! I've always had a hard-on for her, but I'm not the only one who hasn't noticed, because every guy there dreams of fucking her, and every time she walks by, we just stare at that hot ass rolling. Fabio had totally taken over the role of the horn, talking to the guy who was sucking my bouquet about other guys wanting me, and that gave me too much of a boner. - If you were looking at my ass, you'd have to suck it too. <unk> I stood facing my husband, and I sat with my ass right in Gustavo's mouth. What a nice ass, what a delicious ass, let me suck, let me suck. He's sticking his tongue up my ass. I was enjoying the moment, beating a nice siren while Gustavo was sucking my ass, watching the male's cock throb, and my husband looking through the glass, pounding his cock, and I had to laugh. - The horn. - Hey, sweetheart. - I'm gonna have my first laugh. - Okay, sweetheart, have fun. I want to make fun of your tongue stuck in the bottom of my rectum. I was making fun of a scene that I'd only seen in the porn I'd watched, and it was too hot, and I rubbed my ass in Gustavo's face, and I twisted, and I made fun of it, and I made fun of it, and I moaned loudly, and I said all sorts of depraved things, and in the heat of the moment I said, - I'm gonna sit on that dick, horn. - I want to, too, baby. - Sit down, you hot whore. <unk> Gustavo invited me affectionately, holding the base of his cock, pointing upwards. I put the head of the roller in the entrance of my xotinha, and I sat at once alone. My vagina was flowing so much with excitement, that that chest slipped inside me without any difficulty, although it was a little bigger than my husband's. I shouted, without any shame. The horn was still interested in my pleasure, but by that time in the championship, I didn't have a filter. His dick is so much better than yours, you soft horn. Thank you for sharing her with me. "Now she belongs to the world, she can pray to whoever she wants", Fabio said, and ended up in a fight. - Aahhh, and I'll give you your kid, you can be sure, I'll make you the biggest horn of them all. I'd get up and sit on Gustavo's poop with a hard-on, making the sound of my bouquet pounding on his bag. I can feel the head of his cock hitting my uterus, I've been wanting that for a long time. I want to make fun of your dick! Gustavo threw me out of four, I pushed my ass up, and I told Fabio to take a good hard look. I want you to take a good, hard look at that vein-filled dick of yours, making fun of your wife's whore. - I'll take a look, honey. - That bitch is a bitch! I'm four years old, all dressed up, Gustavo's dick fucking me severely, we call Fabio a horn, Gustavo calls me a whore and a slut and the horn punching wonder at seeing me giving to another! - I'm not fucking with you, Gustavo! - You can let it go, bitch. I'm going to make fun of you, I'm going to make fun of you, I'm going to make fun of you, I'm going to make fun of you, I'm going to make fun of you, I'm going to make fun of you. I enjoyed talking loud, trembling, talking depravity! I felt like I was in paradise! Right then, Gustavo took the stick out of my pocket and started punching the side of my face. He was going to enjoy! She's going to fuck me, she's going to laugh in my face! The first gulp of milk spit in my face, making me feel all wet! I cupped that piece of meat, feeling the next jets of fucking inside my mouth. Gustavo was screaming with excitement. When he finished, I spit the fucking in my hand, licked it, and bounced it back into my mouth! This time swallowing it all. Even his fuck is better than yours, and I always will. Gustavo and I were lying on the bed, kissing each other on the tongue, very affectionately as lovers. We were watching Fabio punching and making fun, watching our intimate moment. He looked like a teenager masturbating while watching porn, it was beautiful! After making fun, Fabio lay next to me, and between those two men, I snuggled and we all three fell asleep. That was only the first time, because after that I became the whore of the company! I gave to practically all my colleagues, subordinates and superiors of the work! Almost always Fabio was together, but sometimes I gave in motels, in the car and even in their house! Then I arrived full of fucking for my husband, who received me crazy with a hard-on. I love our new life and my husband loves even more.