Claudia and Marcos were a normal married couple of forty years old who lived happily in a single-family home on the outskirts of Madrid. They had a daughter, Paola, who was just eighteen years old, and they had been married for almost twenty years. Seeking new sexual experiences to kill monotony can lead to serious consequences, and that's what happened to Claudia and Marcos, as they tried to become a liberal couple, their marriage broke up in a single night. Claudia and Marcos were lawyers and owners of an important law firm in the city center. Claudia was very good-looking for her age, with a lush body. She stood out for her elegance and large breasts, with bell-shaped forms, a slightly rounded backside with flaccid buttocks, also with blue eyes and dark, short hair with soft curls, very youthful. Marcos was very proud of his wife's beauty and was deeply in love with her. He also liked to take care of himself and went to the gym daily to stay in shape, which is why he had an athletic and attractive body. They were happy in every sense, personally, economically, and even sexually, as Marcos was quite passionate in bed and they almost always had sex like dogs, having sex with imagination, trying out positions, giving each other blowjobs, turning the sexual act into a game. Then they started renting pornographic movies and would watch at least two on Saturdays, followed by a good screw and then going to bed hot. So many porn sessions and so much stimulation gave their minds a bad habit. One night, after watching a porn movie about orgies and having sex for over an hour, they relaxed in bed. Her husband dared to ask her what her favorite erotic fantasy was. I don't know... you're putting me on the spot. What's yours? You first, princess. It doesn't count if we sleep with famous people, huh? I can't think of anything, honestly. Wouldn't you like to participate in an orgy? - she asked him Marcos.
You've put the orgy scene from the movie on, huh? I don't know, too much fabric, too many people. Can you imagine everyone screwing me?
To my liking, you'd get me to see someone else, hand over, watch how we're screwing – she confessed with a blush on her cheeks.
Really? Very liberal, aren't you?
Do you want us to go to an exchange club someday? – his husband proposed -. Just to try it out. They're serious and discreet places. There are some in the city.
What kind of people go there? – Claudia was interested.
Select people, they're expensive places, don't think just anyone can get in. Plus, we can go and have a drink, take a look around, we don't have to do anything if we don't want to. If you want, let's go on Saturday. How does that sound?
We'll think about it, okay?
Claudia had become a sexual entrepreneur thanks to her husband's persistent insistence and her own passion in bed. She loved her husband, they had fun together, and was willing to satisfy him in everything he asked for. She didn't like the idea of relating to another man in front of his presence, but during the week Marcos asked her several times and eventually accepted going to a couples exchange club, where apparently, according to the website, you could organize threesomes, even had rooms set up for it. On Saturday night, their daughter Paola left with her boyfriend for the weekend and they got ready for the occasion in a very elegant way. Marcos put on a navy blue tie and she wore a very short gas dress, red color, asymmetrical base, fine straps, rounded neckline that showed off the canal of her breasts and waves. She put on black high-heeled shoes that emphasized her backside, made herself up exquisitely, and applied hair foam to her short hair to give it a wet effect. They left quite excited and at the same time fearful of getting involved in the liberal world of exchanges, but were willing to enjoy the novelty, live an unique experience. Marcos He been fantasizing about the possibility of seeing his wife screwing another man, seeing her behave like a real prostitute. She was very beautiful, and I wanted to see her in other hands. They had dinner at a restaurant first to get into the mood and around midnight they approached the Siull club, a liberal club known for its discretion and high standing. The installations impressed them, everything very clean and tidy, with exquisite decoration. The entrance cost 150 euros per person with three drinks each. A young public relations officer welcomed them and showed them around the facilities. He warned them of the strict rules of the local. Nobody should force them to do anything or bother anyone else, everyone behaved respectfully, it was a place to make friends and have fun, a club designed for people to have a good time. On the first floor was the bar area, restrooms, cloakroom, a dance zone and intimate rooms for couples, where people did exchanges or mounted threesomes. The rooms were small, with a sofa-bed and modular seats for several people, two round tables and a large mirror that led to another larger room with tatami, for organizing orgies and spectacles. There was quite a crowd of men and women of various ages, although most were in their forties, all with very good physical condition. Some couples danced and some groups took contact in the reserved area. Above was the jacuzzi, bathrooms, and massage zones. The boy wished them a happy stay at Siull and somewhat shy they decided to have something at the bar zone. They had brought a good impression of the atmosphere that was brewing there. As newcomers, they were paying attention to all details, crossing glances with strangers, but neither did nor dared take the first step. The vast majority of attendees were regular customers. By the ease with which they were moving. Many girls wore bathrobes and some men were naked or in underwear. Several couples were kissing in the booths or masturbating each other in front of everyone. That atmosphere was making them very horny, especially Marcos, who was looking at all the men and their naked bodies, imagining his wife given to one of them. An hour later, they continued at the end of the bar, quite drunk, without taking the initiative, without starting a conversation with anyone, Marcos standing with a cup and Claudia sitting on a stool in her elegant red dress. Both saw a man covered by a white bathrobe exit from one of the rooms. He was carrying it open and his enormous cock stood out, thick and long, with fat and hairy balls, his furry chest and his slight belly, hard and equally speckled with hair. He took off a condom filled with semen and threw it away, then buttoned up the bathrobe and approached the bar, next to where they were standing. He ordered a cognac and greeted several people with his hands, indicating that he was a regular customer. He had just had sex. Under the bathrobe, the contours of the penis could be seen. He was around fifty years old, with long and curly hair and an abundant beard, a rather attractive mature man. Marcos imagined his wife in the arms of that man who had just had sex with someone. The type noticed him looking and greeted him by shaking his head.
Hello, I'm Mateo.
Hello, I'm Marcos, and she's Claudia, my wife.
What a beautiful girl! - he flattered her, planting two kisses on her cheeks -. Is this your first time here?
Yes, well, I convinced her, and well, we're here. We don't know anyone...
People have a great time here. You have to come prepared for anything -. He smiled.
Little by little, they began to take confidence in that unknown man who had so affectionately attended them. They committed the imprudence of telling them they were lawyers, the name of the firm and even the area where they lived. He invited them for drinks and brought them up to date on the liberal atmosphere, the parties that were organized, what usually happened in that type of club. He looked at Claudia with vicious eyes, wanting to screw her, and Marcos was giving him encouragement by being friendly with him. It seemed like a fun guy, the ideal type to screw his wife. He handed them a business card. He was a representative of actors and models.
Well, my daughter Paola wants to be a model - confessed Claudia, already more animated.
We can do something for her, call me this week, I have my contacts to get her an audition, although I can't promise you anything.
You won't believe it.
Will she be as pretty as her mother? - he teased.
Oh, thank you very much.
Marcos was attending the ways in which his wife was intimate with that stranger. The guy whispered in his ear, touched her shoulders and legs, and made her laugh. And he got more and more turned on. A little later, Mateo proposed going to a more intimate place and watching the orgy that took place every night on the tatami. He ordered a bottle of champagne with three glasses and they headed towards one of the rooms for couples. There was a wide bed with tiger-striped sheets, a modular sofa, a round table, and a large mirror from where you could see the orgy. Numerous couples were screwing like dogs rolled up together. Scenes of all kinds were developing, lesbian, gay, and bisexual. Marcos had set himself a threesome and was about to achieve it. His wife was quite drunk and willing to enjoy herself. Mateo seemed like the ideal man to participate. The music was ambient and there was a dim light in the room. Enthralled by the orgy, Marcos took a seat on one of the modular sofas and Claudia sat on the edge of the bed, upright, with her legs crossed. Mateo opened the bottle and filled the three glasses, offering one to Marcos and one to Claudia. He was taking the initiative. They toasted to the Start of a friendship and then sat next to Claudia. Marcos' eyes went towards the couple. Mateo's gown lapels fell to the sides, leaving his robust thighs exposed. Claudia also looked at them with certain boldness, as if to incite him. She was good like a mature man and she was very hot, with her husband's consent to have a good screw.
Never seen an orgy live? – whispered Mateo very close to her ear.
No, only in movies.
You can participate if you want. It's open to anyone who wants to watch and be seen.
Ugh! It's too much for me – added, taking a sip.
Mateo raised his hand and caressed her face under the chin, like a good girl. She looked at him seriously. Marcos remained attentive to what was happening in front of his eyes.
You're a very beautiful woman -. He stroked her cheek with his open hand and put his fingers through her hair -. Show me your tits.
The tone of his voice sounded like an unexpected order. Claudia bit her lip, as if to contain the wave of pleasure that warmed her vagina. The guy knew how to make her sick with morbidness. Marcos, excited, began to unbuckle his belt and lower his pants. His wife, very slowly, took off her bra and exhibited her precious tits, shaped like pears, soft, with white skin, small nipples in the middle of dark aureolas.
Move them.
Upright on the edge of the bed, she moved her chest slightly and her tits moved as if they were two flags. Mateo lowered his arm and grabbed one by the small nipple to shake it. She furrowed her brow in a complaint-like manner, feeling a certain pain from the tugs. She saw that with the other hand he was unbuckling the gown's belt and opening it to show his gigantic cock, extremely long and wide, with a fleshy and appetizing glans. Marcos, like an observer, had put his hand inside his slip and was touching himself. before the abuse she suffered from her wife.
Do you want to masturbate me? Come on, grab my cock…
Tentatively, he brought his right hand forward and wrapped it around the cock to shake it slowly. The testicles were moving slowly as he pulled upwards. They looked at each other's eyes. She was leaning slightly towards him with her breasts out.
Do you like my cock?
Yes...
He grabbed her by the neck and brought her head close to kiss her. Marcos saw how his wife's breasts flattened against Mateo's hairy pectorals, how they were kissing, how they were sucking at bites, how his wife was shaking my cock slowly. Claudia put her left hand inside the robe at shoulder height and pulled the garment back to leave him naked. She passed her hand over his broad back, as if eager to touch him. The posture was really electrifying for Marcos. Both of them sat in front of him, kissing passionately, she lying on another man, teasing him, Mateo naked with one hand pressing his wife's neck so that he wouldn't stop sucking him. He let her go. She breathed heavily without stopping shaking my cock. Her breasts were swinging to the rhythm of her arm.
Touch my balls -. He lowered his hand towards his testicles and started rubbing them lightly like gentle caresses. They were rough and hard, covered in very long and ruffled hair -. Look at your husband how he's teasing himself. He likes watching. Do you like it this way? - she asked with the desire to do it well.
Keep touching me -. She grabbed him by the hair from behind and pulled his head back, tensing her neck muscles. Claudia opened her mouth complaining. Marcos looked at her eyes, already with his penis outside the slip, not stopping shaking himself, hypnotized by the brusqueness with which she treated her wife. Do you want me to screw this promiscuous? Speak up, you bastard.
Yes...
He looked at Claudia.
Take off your dress, foxy.
Obediently, he got up and pulled his dress up, leaving only a black thong with a fairly thick black strap through the anus. Mateo stood up popping the champagne bottle and filling his cup alone, pending on the transparencies of the panties. Claudia sat back down on the edge of the bed, moving with timidity in front of Mateo's rudeness. She approached him and grabbed her by the chin, lifting her head.
Try my cock, you'll see how much you like it.
She grabbed his cock at the base and brought her mouth to suck it. He started sucking only the glans, as if it were an ice cream, but he put both hands on her head and pushed her towards him, thrusting his cock into her throat. Claudia suffered from unpleasant savor of urine, with her testicles in her chin, her lips on public hair and that hard trunk attacking her whole mouth. Her forehead bumped against the hard belly of her aggressor. Marcos could see her swollen cheeks. His wife sitting and Mateo standing. The saliva was sliding down her lip and dripping onto her breasts. Mateo started moving, contracting his ass, brutally fucking her through her mouth. She tried to open it as much as possible, vomiting saliva, noticing how the trunk pressed her tongue against her teeth and the glans hit the bell of her throat. He stopped suddenly with his cock out, a few centimeters from her lips. Thick strands of slobber hung from the tip and several droplets of saliva glistened on Claudia's chin.
Date the turn, dirty slut -. Wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, she got up and turned around, giving him her back. She climbed onto the bed, on all fours, with her knees on the edge and her bum pointing towards him. Mateo looked at Marcos over his shoulder -. You, bastard, undress too and get next to this foxy.
Overwhelmed by the luxurious emotion, Marcos started undressing. Meanwhile, Mateo slapped his wife's ass with severe palm strokes, which reddened her skin and provoked cries of pain. He moved the thong strap aside and passed his hand over her pubic hair.
You're wet, daughter slut -. She opened her asshole with brusqueness and spat at her little red and tender anus -. I'm going to break this bum, foxy.
Completely naked and not stopping himself from masturbating, Marcos approached the bed thinking he would participate in the predictable anal penetration along with Mateo.
Are you okay, dear? - he asked.
I'm fine - Claudia replied.
Get next to her - Mateo ordered. Marcos smiled without understanding -. Come on, faggot, I want your dirty ass next to this foxy's.
Surprised, he got onto the bed and positioned himself beside her on all fours. Both looked at each other, fearful of Mateo's severity. Both booties were together. One white and hairy, with balls hanging between his legs, and another smooth and shiny, with a saliva-covered clitoris. Mateo had the novices' booties at his entire disposal. He knelt behind Marcos', opened it with brusqueness, and buried his face to suck his anus and balls. Looking at his wife, he furrowed his brow as he felt the rubbing of his chin and tongue on her whole backside. A man was sucking his ass in front of his wife, an unimaginable homosexual act. He felt his testicles being licked and some spit on his anus. His nerves increased and his cock disappeared. After Mateo took a step to the side towards Claudia's asshole and without opening it, he stuck his face trying to lick her clitoris, with his nose buried in the crack. Marcos looked over his shoulder without daring to say a word. He observed how anxiously she was being sucked off by his wife. Claudia was wiggling slightly due to the tickling of her chin and tongue. After wetting both booties, Mateo got up shaking it off. His nerves were playing a bad trick on him and they were so embarrassed that they forgot to use a condom.
What a good one you are, bitch! - he slapped her ass before bringing his cock to her Small and tender anus. He rubbed it with the tip, with the glans squeezed between the two buttocks -. I want to fuck you.
He aimed towards the bush and thrust it in quickly, pulling it out whole again. Claudia moaned with her mouth wide open and her gaze directed at her pale husband's face. Mateo watched the fresh and open pussy, just drilled. He struck again with the same force and extracted the entire enormous cock a second later. Now Claudia puffed with her eyes closed, trying to contain the powerful pleasure. She grabbed him tightly around the hips and penetrated him again, this time to fuck him lightly, sliding the cock into the bush, striking her with strong pelvic blows on the buttocks, making her moan like a madwoman, nodding and panting to capture all the pleasure. Marcos watched from all fours as they were being fucked. He observed his wife's luxurious face, her breasts bouncing wildly, the slapping of the pelvis against the buttocks, the moans, the cock of that unknown man breaking into her tender and juicy bush. He realized Mateo hadn't put on a condom, but it was too late and he didn't dare interrupt the screwing. His cock stood up at how they were being screwed, although his pathetic posture prevented him from concentrating. Mateo's sweat ran in droplets down his chest as he drilled into her anus so precipitately. He never heard his wife scream like that before, some pleasure cries that made her go crazy. Mateo stopped suddenly with the cock out, giving Claudia a break, who tried to calm herself by panting. The cock still standing hung vaginal secretions that fell to the floor, indicating that his wife had come. Both men looked at each other.
Do you like it, faggot, how I'm screwing your wife's slut? hairy ass. He remained on all fours, as if waiting for the rape, as if waiting to live a new homosexual experience. Claudia stood up and got off the bed, wiping sweat from her back with her hand, shocked by how she was sodomizing her husband.
Didn't you know your husband were so gay? - Claudia clung to Mateo's side, squeezing her breasts against his sweaty skin, running her right hand over his chest and her left hand over his ass. They kissed with bites.
Fucking him - she whispered to him before the huge surprise of her husband, who was watching them from over his shoulder.
slut maricona...
He grabbed him roughly by the hips and pressed his glans against his hairy anus. He needed several pushes to get all the glans in. Marcos furrowed his brow in pain at the grave dilation and leaned on the pillow to lift his ass more towards his attacker. He lowered his head and closed his eyes, holding the sheets tightly. The cock advanced slowly inside his anus, giving him a strong pain. Mateo began to contract his buttocks in rapid vibrations to fuck him without hardly pulling out an inch, trying to deepen and enjoy the tightness of the anus. At the same time, he kissed Claudia and enjoyed the soft touch of her breasts against his side, the caress of her hands over his chest and ass. That was the pain Marcos felt that he had to put his cheek on the sheets and throw his arms back to open up his anus, as if to facilitate penetration. He clenched his teeth not to groan and heard the smacking of kisses and some giggles. Fucked by a man in front of his wife. He didn't know if he would be able to look her in the face. He understood that things between them were going to be different, that this was not what they had imagined. Soon Mateo began to grunt moving quickly, with his eyes rolled back, looking up. Claudia kissed him on the neck and chest without stopping to manhandle his ass. From clavadas seguidas, the cock slipped out of the anus, but Claudia grabbed it and shook it quickly. In a short time, it began to splash scattered droplets over Marcos' enormous ass, staining both buttocks, the nape, and some splashes on the testicles. Mateo, standing and sweating like a pig, gasped with his eyes closed. Claudia looked at him and smiled, then they hugged each other to kiss. Mateo, in pain, turned around and sat down towards them, his little cock limp. They kissed like two lovers, embracing each other from all sides, with her breasts pressed against the sweaty chest of that stranger. They stopped kissing, although Mateo passed his arm around her waist and she leaned her head on his shoulder.
Why don't you go get a drink while your wife and I relax for a bit? - Mateo ordered.
It's late, isn't it, Claudia?
Don't be a spoilsport, come on...
It's early, honey, let's take a drink. We're having a good time, aren't we?
Yes, but...
Mateo gave her two gentle slaps on the cheeks.
Come on, pussy, a drink, man.
Intimidated by Mateo's tone, she got up to get dressed.
You can go naked at this hour; almost everyone will be naked...
It gives me a bit of a turn-off.
As you like, boy.
She finished getting dressed while they sat down on the bed, one next to the other, both naked, chatting animatedly as they drained the champagne bottle. Her fine and beautiful body next to that hairy, fat, sweaty beast gave him a sense of disgust for having ended up in such a situation. He left the room feeling quite embarrassed. He left the door slightly open and headed to the bar. Indeed, there were many more people, most of them naked, some having sex or getting blowjobs. He took a whiskey only. To calm his nerves and unease. Then he asked for another bottle of champagne and hesitantly walked towards the living room. But he stopped at the door. They were at it again. She was giving him an amazing blow job. Mateo remained lying on his back on the bed, with his arms outstretched and his robust legs apart, concentrated, snorting like a pig as Claudia, kneeling between Mateo's thighs, curved towards him, sucking his cock with agility while licking it with vibrant tongue licks, rubbing his balls with her left hand through rough squeezes. She was jerking off in his mouth and rubbing his balls with rage, wrapped in frenzied lust. He retreated, shielded by the panic that filled the embarrassing situation. He swallowed saliva without knowing how to react. He remained like a zombie while his wife was blowing another guy at a few meters away. People were looking at him like a weirdo. A few minutes later, his wife started screaming scandalously like a slut, her screams mixing with Mateo's dry gasps. Some guys passing by the door would peek and jerk off their cocks. They were having sex. He took a step towards the door and peered through the wide gap. She had climbed on top and was screwing him with his cock clamped in the shiny asshole. She was fucking him, grasping his ass and bouncing up and down over the thick cock. Standing upright, her tits bobbing, she supported her palms on his sweaty stomach, concentrating on feeling the size opening her pussy. Aghast, he watched the frenzied entrance and exit of the cock, the slight movement of the balls, and his wife's jumps on that pig. Marcos, horrified by the scene, with the sensation of losing his wife, retreated again to the bar and took a seat at a stool. He was too ashamed to enter the living room, feeling like a nuisance to his wife. He waited without taking anything else for a quarter of an hour. hour with the hope that they would be the ones to leave. To his surprise, two young and handsome boys, of his daughter's age, entered the room. They were naked. They left the door even more open, in full view of everyone. He waited nervously, but no one came out. With jealousy approaching his mind and accelerating his heart, he approached timidly and peeked cautiously. It was horrible for him. Mateo and one of the boys were masturbating, sitting on the edge of the bed, paying attention to the scene unfolding before them. The other boy, a blonde type with a very thin body, sat on modular seats, and his wife was kneeling between his legs, giving him a blow job, sucking it like licking an ice cream, holding onto it by the base and slobbering the glans of a long and sharp cock. He could see his ass pointing towards the other two, with the crack open where he distinguished his tender and pulsating anus and his cum-covered clitoris. The blonde boy had his hands on Claudia's head to help her suck him off. She spent more than three minutes eating that cock. The other boy got up from the bed and knelt behind her, ready to screw her while sucking off his friend. Mateo, relaxed, only observed.
He couldn't take it anymore. Marcos returned to the bar, dropped the bottle, and took out the keys to go home. Already in his living room, in the dark, he fought jealousy waiting for his wife's arrival. It dawned without any news from her. Claudia arrived around 11 am. She was very drunk and made up, as if she had showered. Sure she had spent the rest of the night screwing like a madwoman.
What are you doing there like a zombie? Why did you leave?
I wasn't feeling well, Claudia. I didn't...
Mateo invited me to dinner. Are you coming?
What? No, Claudia, I...
Well, I'm going to change. He's picking me up in an hour...
And he left the living room heading for the bedroom. An hour later, he appeared very acically dressed and elegantly dressed women.
- Do you think he's going with him?
- We're having a good time. I'm leaving.
- He didn't return until late at night. As the days went by, she started to go out more frequently, stopped going to the buffet and receiving calls in the wee hours. She spent most of her time at home glued to her mobile phone. One night, Marcos decided to follow her. He saw her enter a pub with exchange students accompanied by Mateo and a group of friends. Her wife was integrated into the liberal atmosphere and he thought he was a nuisance. Jealousy would kill him. She had lost him forever.
Hello, I'm Mateo.
Hello, I'm Marcos, and she's Claudia, my wife.
What a beautiful girl! - he flattered her, planting two kisses on her cheeks -. Is this your first time here?
Yes, well, I convinced her, and well, we're here. We don't know anyone...
People have a great time here. You have to come prepared for anything -. He smiled.
Little by little, they began to take confidence in that unknown man who had so affectionately attended them. They committed the imprudence of telling them they were lawyers, the name of the firm and even the area where they lived. He invited them for drinks and brought them up to date on the liberal atmosphere, the parties that were organized, what usually happened in that type of club. He looked at Claudia with vicious eyes, wanting to screw her, and Marcos was giving him encouragement by being friendly with him. It seemed like a fun guy, the ideal type to screw his wife. He handed them a business card. He was a representative of actors and models.
Well, my daughter Paola wants to be a model - confessed Claudia, already more animated.
We can do something for her, call me this week, I have my contacts to get her an audition, although I can't promise you anything.
You won't believe it.
Will she be as pretty as her mother? - he teased.
Oh, thank you very much.
Marcos was attending the ways in which his wife was intimate with that stranger. The guy whispered in his ear, touched her shoulders and legs, and made her laugh. And he got more and more turned on. A little later, Mateo proposed going to a more intimate place and watching the orgy that took place every night on the tatami. He ordered a bottle of champagne with three glasses and they headed towards one of the rooms for couples. There was a wide bed with tiger-striped sheets, a modular sofa, a round table, and a large mirror from where you could see the orgy. Numerous couples were screwing like dogs rolled up together. Scenes of all kinds were developing, lesbian, gay, and bisexual. Marcos had set himself a threesome and was about to achieve it. His wife was quite drunk and willing to enjoy herself. Mateo seemed like the ideal man to participate. The music was ambient and there was a dim light in the room. Enthralled by the orgy, Marcos took a seat on one of the modular sofas and Claudia sat on the edge of the bed, upright, with her legs crossed. Mateo opened the bottle and filled the three glasses, offering one to Marcos and one to Claudia. He was taking the initiative. They toasted to the Start of a friendship and then sat next to Claudia. Marcos' eyes went towards the couple. Mateo's gown lapels fell to the sides, leaving his robust thighs exposed. Claudia also looked at them with certain boldness, as if to incite him. She was good like a mature man and she was very hot, with her husband's consent to have a good screw.
Never seen an orgy live? – whispered Mateo very close to her ear.
No, only in movies.
You can participate if you want. It's open to anyone who wants to watch and be seen.
Ugh! It's too much for me – added, taking a sip.
Mateo raised his hand and caressed her face under the chin, like a good girl. She looked at him seriously. Marcos remained attentive to what was happening in front of his eyes.
You're a very beautiful woman -. He stroked her cheek with his open hand and put his fingers through her hair -. Show me your tits.
The tone of his voice sounded like an unexpected order. Claudia bit her lip, as if to contain the wave of pleasure that warmed her vagina. The guy knew how to make her sick with morbidness. Marcos, excited, began to unbuckle his belt and lower his pants. His wife, very slowly, took off her bra and exhibited her precious tits, shaped like pears, soft, with white skin, small nipples in the middle of dark aureolas.
Move them.
Upright on the edge of the bed, she moved her chest slightly and her tits moved as if they were two flags. Mateo lowered his arm and grabbed one by the small nipple to shake it. She furrowed her brow in a complaint-like manner, feeling a certain pain from the tugs. She saw that with the other hand he was unbuckling the gown's belt and opening it to show his gigantic cock, extremely long and wide, with a fleshy and appetizing glans. Marcos, like an observer, had put his hand inside his slip and was touching himself. before the abuse she suffered from her wife.
Do you want to masturbate me? Come on, grab my cock…
Tentatively, he brought his right hand forward and wrapped it around the cock to shake it slowly. The testicles were moving slowly as he pulled upwards. They looked at each other's eyes. She was leaning slightly towards him with her breasts out.
Do you like my cock?
Yes...
He grabbed her by the neck and brought her head close to kiss her. Marcos saw how his wife's breasts flattened against Mateo's hairy pectorals, how they were kissing, how they were sucking at bites, how his wife was shaking my cock slowly. Claudia put her left hand inside the robe at shoulder height and pulled the garment back to leave him naked. She passed her hand over his broad back, as if eager to touch him. The posture was really electrifying for Marcos. Both of them sat in front of him, kissing passionately, she lying on another man, teasing him, Mateo naked with one hand pressing his wife's neck so that he wouldn't stop sucking him. He let her go. She breathed heavily without stopping shaking my cock. Her breasts were swinging to the rhythm of her arm.
Touch my balls -. He lowered his hand towards his testicles and started rubbing them lightly like gentle caresses. They were rough and hard, covered in very long and ruffled hair -. Look at your husband how he's teasing himself. He likes watching. Do you like it this way? - she asked with the desire to do it well.
Keep touching me -. She grabbed him by the hair from behind and pulled his head back, tensing her neck muscles. Claudia opened her mouth complaining. Marcos looked at her eyes, already with his penis outside the slip, not stopping shaking himself, hypnotized by the brusqueness with which she treated her wife. Do you want me to screw this promiscuous? Speak up, you bastard.
Yes...
He looked at Claudia.
Take off your dress, foxy.
Obediently, he got up and pulled his dress up, leaving only a black thong with a fairly thick black strap through the anus. Mateo stood up popping the champagne bottle and filling his cup alone, pending on the transparencies of the panties. Claudia sat back down on the edge of the bed, moving with timidity in front of Mateo's rudeness. She approached him and grabbed her by the chin, lifting her head.
Try my cock, you'll see how much you like it.
She grabbed his cock at the base and brought her mouth to suck it. He started sucking only the glans, as if it were an ice cream, but he put both hands on her head and pushed her towards him, thrusting his cock into her throat. Claudia suffered from unpleasant savor of urine, with her testicles in her chin, her lips on public hair and that hard trunk attacking her whole mouth. Her forehead bumped against the hard belly of her aggressor. Marcos could see her swollen cheeks. His wife sitting and Mateo standing. The saliva was sliding down her lip and dripping onto her breasts. Mateo started moving, contracting his ass, brutally fucking her through her mouth. She tried to open it as much as possible, vomiting saliva, noticing how the trunk pressed her tongue against her teeth and the glans hit the bell of her throat. He stopped suddenly with his cock out, a few centimeters from her lips. Thick strands of slobber hung from the tip and several droplets of saliva glistened on Claudia's chin.
Date the turn, dirty slut -. Wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, she got up and turned around, giving him her back. She climbed onto the bed, on all fours, with her knees on the edge and her bum pointing towards him. Mateo looked at Marcos over his shoulder -. You, bastard, undress too and get next to this foxy.
Overwhelmed by the luxurious emotion, Marcos started undressing. Meanwhile, Mateo slapped his wife's ass with severe palm strokes, which reddened her skin and provoked cries of pain. He moved the thong strap aside and passed his hand over her pubic hair.
You're wet, daughter slut -. She opened her asshole with brusqueness and spat at her little red and tender anus -. I'm going to break this bum, foxy.
Completely naked and not stopping himself from masturbating, Marcos approached the bed thinking he would participate in the predictable anal penetration along with Mateo.
Are you okay, dear? - he asked.
I'm fine - Claudia replied.
Get next to her - Mateo ordered. Marcos smiled without understanding -. Come on, faggot, I want your dirty ass next to this foxy's.
Surprised, he got onto the bed and positioned himself beside her on all fours. Both looked at each other, fearful of Mateo's severity. Both booties were together. One white and hairy, with balls hanging between his legs, and another smooth and shiny, with a saliva-covered clitoris. Mateo had the novices' booties at his entire disposal. He knelt behind Marcos', opened it with brusqueness, and buried his face to suck his anus and balls. Looking at his wife, he furrowed his brow as he felt the rubbing of his chin and tongue on her whole backside. A man was sucking his ass in front of his wife, an unimaginable homosexual act. He felt his testicles being licked and some spit on his anus. His nerves increased and his cock disappeared. After Mateo took a step to the side towards Claudia's asshole and without opening it, he stuck his face trying to lick her clitoris, with his nose buried in the crack. Marcos looked over his shoulder without daring to say a word. He observed how anxiously she was being sucked off by his wife. Claudia was wiggling slightly due to the tickling of her chin and tongue. After wetting both booties, Mateo got up shaking it off. His nerves were playing a bad trick on him and they were so embarrassed that they forgot to use a condom.
What a good one you are, bitch! - he slapped her ass before bringing his cock to her Small and tender anus. He rubbed it with the tip, with the glans squeezed between the two buttocks -. I want to fuck you.
He aimed towards the bush and thrust it in quickly, pulling it out whole again. Claudia moaned with her mouth wide open and her gaze directed at her pale husband's face. Mateo watched the fresh and open pussy, just drilled. He struck again with the same force and extracted the entire enormous cock a second later. Now Claudia puffed with her eyes closed, trying to contain the powerful pleasure. She grabbed him tightly around the hips and penetrated him again, this time to fuck him lightly, sliding the cock into the bush, striking her with strong pelvic blows on the buttocks, making her moan like a madwoman, nodding and panting to capture all the pleasure. Marcos watched from all fours as they were being fucked. He observed his wife's luxurious face, her breasts bouncing wildly, the slapping of the pelvis against the buttocks, the moans, the cock of that unknown man breaking into her tender and juicy bush. He realized Mateo hadn't put on a condom, but it was too late and he didn't dare interrupt the screwing. His cock stood up at how they were being screwed, although his pathetic posture prevented him from concentrating. Mateo's sweat ran in droplets down his chest as he drilled into her anus so precipitately. He never heard his wife scream like that before, some pleasure cries that made her go crazy. Mateo stopped suddenly with the cock out, giving Claudia a break, who tried to calm herself by panting. The cock still standing hung vaginal secretions that fell to the floor, indicating that his wife had come. Both men looked at each other.
Do you like it, faggot, how I'm screwing your wife's slut? hairy ass. He remained on all fours, as if waiting for the rape, as if waiting to live a new homosexual experience. Claudia stood up and got off the bed, wiping sweat from her back with her hand, shocked by how she was sodomizing her husband.
Didn't you know your husband were so gay? - Claudia clung to Mateo's side, squeezing her breasts against his sweaty skin, running her right hand over his chest and her left hand over his ass. They kissed with bites.
Fucking him - she whispered to him before the huge surprise of her husband, who was watching them from over his shoulder.
slut maricona...
He grabbed him roughly by the hips and pressed his glans against his hairy anus. He needed several pushes to get all the glans in. Marcos furrowed his brow in pain at the grave dilation and leaned on the pillow to lift his ass more towards his attacker. He lowered his head and closed his eyes, holding the sheets tightly. The cock advanced slowly inside his anus, giving him a strong pain. Mateo began to contract his buttocks in rapid vibrations to fuck him without hardly pulling out an inch, trying to deepen and enjoy the tightness of the anus. At the same time, he kissed Claudia and enjoyed the soft touch of her breasts against his side, the caress of her hands over his chest and ass. That was the pain Marcos felt that he had to put his cheek on the sheets and throw his arms back to open up his anus, as if to facilitate penetration. He clenched his teeth not to groan and heard the smacking of kisses and some giggles. Fucked by a man in front of his wife. He didn't know if he would be able to look her in the face. He understood that things between them were going to be different, that this was not what they had imagined. Soon Mateo began to grunt moving quickly, with his eyes rolled back, looking up. Claudia kissed him on the neck and chest without stopping to manhandle his ass. From clavadas seguidas, the cock slipped out of the anus, but Claudia grabbed it and shook it quickly. In a short time, it began to splash scattered droplets over Marcos' enormous ass, staining both buttocks, the nape, and some splashes on the testicles. Mateo, standing and sweating like a pig, gasped with his eyes closed. Claudia looked at him and smiled, then they hugged each other to kiss. Mateo, in pain, turned around and sat down towards them, his little cock limp. They kissed like two lovers, embracing each other from all sides, with her breasts pressed against the sweaty chest of that stranger. They stopped kissing, although Mateo passed his arm around her waist and she leaned her head on his shoulder.
Why don't you go get a drink while your wife and I relax for a bit? - Mateo ordered.
It's late, isn't it, Claudia?
Don't be a spoilsport, come on...
It's early, honey, let's take a drink. We're having a good time, aren't we?
Yes, but...
Mateo gave her two gentle slaps on the cheeks.
Come on, pussy, a drink, man.
Intimidated by Mateo's tone, she got up to get dressed.
You can go naked at this hour; almost everyone will be naked...
It gives me a bit of a turn-off.
As you like, boy.
She finished getting dressed while they sat down on the bed, one next to the other, both naked, chatting animatedly as they drained the champagne bottle. Her fine and beautiful body next to that hairy, fat, sweaty beast gave him a sense of disgust for having ended up in such a situation. He left the room feeling quite embarrassed. He left the door slightly open and headed to the bar. Indeed, there were many more people, most of them naked, some having sex or getting blowjobs. He took a whiskey only. To calm his nerves and unease. Then he asked for another bottle of champagne and hesitantly walked towards the living room. But he stopped at the door. They were at it again. She was giving him an amazing blow job. Mateo remained lying on his back on the bed, with his arms outstretched and his robust legs apart, concentrated, snorting like a pig as Claudia, kneeling between Mateo's thighs, curved towards him, sucking his cock with agility while licking it with vibrant tongue licks, rubbing his balls with her left hand through rough squeezes. She was jerking off in his mouth and rubbing his balls with rage, wrapped in frenzied lust. He retreated, shielded by the panic that filled the embarrassing situation. He swallowed saliva without knowing how to react. He remained like a zombie while his wife was blowing another guy at a few meters away. People were looking at him like a weirdo. A few minutes later, his wife started screaming scandalously like a slut, her screams mixing with Mateo's dry gasps. Some guys passing by the door would peek and jerk off their cocks. They were having sex. He took a step towards the door and peered through the wide gap. She had climbed on top and was screwing him with his cock clamped in the shiny asshole. She was fucking him, grasping his ass and bouncing up and down over the thick cock. Standing upright, her tits bobbing, she supported her palms on his sweaty stomach, concentrating on feeling the size opening her pussy. Aghast, he watched the frenzied entrance and exit of the cock, the slight movement of the balls, and his wife's jumps on that pig. Marcos, horrified by the scene, with the sensation of losing his wife, retreated again to the bar and took a seat at a stool. He was too ashamed to enter the living room, feeling like a nuisance to his wife. He waited without taking anything else for a quarter of an hour. hour with the hope that they would be the ones to leave. To his surprise, two young and handsome boys, of his daughter's age, entered the room. They were naked. They left the door even more open, in full view of everyone. He waited nervously, but no one came out. With jealousy approaching his mind and accelerating his heart, he approached timidly and peeked cautiously. It was horrible for him. Mateo and one of the boys were masturbating, sitting on the edge of the bed, paying attention to the scene unfolding before them. The other boy, a blonde type with a very thin body, sat on modular seats, and his wife was kneeling between his legs, giving him a blow job, sucking it like licking an ice cream, holding onto it by the base and slobbering the glans of a long and sharp cock. He could see his ass pointing towards the other two, with the crack open where he distinguished his tender and pulsating anus and his cum-covered clitoris. The blonde boy had his hands on Claudia's head to help her suck him off. She spent more than three minutes eating that cock. The other boy got up from the bed and knelt behind her, ready to screw her while sucking off his friend. Mateo, relaxed, only observed.
He couldn't take it anymore. Marcos returned to the bar, dropped the bottle, and took out the keys to go home. Already in his living room, in the dark, he fought jealousy waiting for his wife's arrival. It dawned without any news from her. Claudia arrived around 11 am. She was very drunk and made up, as if she had showered. Sure she had spent the rest of the night screwing like a madwoman.
What are you doing there like a zombie? Why did you leave?
I wasn't feeling well, Claudia. I didn't...
Mateo invited me to dinner. Are you coming?
What? No, Claudia, I...
Well, I'm going to change. He's picking me up in an hour...
And he left the living room heading for the bedroom. An hour later, he appeared very acically dressed and elegantly dressed women.
- Do you think he's going with him?
- We're having a good time. I'm leaving.
- He didn't return until late at night. As the days went by, she started to go out more frequently, stopped going to the buffet and receiving calls in the wee hours. She spent most of her time at home glued to her mobile phone. One night, Marcos decided to follow her. He saw her enter a pub with exchange students accompanied by Mateo and a group of friends. Her wife was integrated into the liberal atmosphere and he thought he was a nuisance. Jealousy would kill him. She had lost him forever.
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