That night was when I met Eduardo, from the first moment I didn't really sympathize with him much, a big, sturdy man, somewhat rough and who looked at me like those men look at you on the street when they're about to say some dirty talk. During dinner, they talked a lot about their student days and anecdotes. It was clear that they had been very close in their youth. Eduardo now lived in the interior, but he had just divorced and had come to the capital to submit himself to a series of interviews at an important company. He told us that he still hadn't organized where or how he would spend the night. While I was serving dessert in the kitchen, Javier came up to me and asked if we could invite Eduardo to spend the night with us, saying he would sleep in the study room and it wouldn't be more than a couple of nights until his situation was settled. I told him I thought we'd feel a bit uncomfortable, but before his insistence, I accepted. Eduardo got very happy upon knowing our invitation and already more relaxed at knowing where he would spend the night, so we dedicated ourselves to chatting and taking some drinks getting to know each other better. We're not big drinkers but always have some strong drinks on hand in case an invited guest wants one. Disinhibited by alcohol, we started talking more openly. Eduardo told us that beyond being okay with his wife's separation, he was missing her a lot sexually since they used to have daily relations, and we joked saying he would have to go back to his teenage years and it seemed like an exaggeration to have sex every day. Finally, we went to bed, I felt uncomfortable and strange at the same time having a guy in my house who looked at me so fixedly as if it didn't matter to him that I was uncomfortable. We were talking about this with my husband in the bedroom when I got thirsty and went down to the kitchen to get some water, served myself and when I passed by the study door, I saw the lamp lit and it occurred to me... Look to see if Eduardo had fallen asleep with the light on and what I saw froze me. Reclining in an armchair, he was having terrible masturbation while looking at a magazine or something like that. I stayed petrified watching him, he was masturbating a dark and colored cock, big one. The next morning my husband left for work and his friend's friend was still in bed since their interview was closer to noon, just like my working hours. I was in the kitchen preparing breakfast when Eduardo got up and entered the kitchen, greeted me and sat down at the table behind me. I felt very uncomfortable because I could feel his eyes scanning my entire body. We talked about the weather until he apologized for last night. I tried to pretend I didn't understand, but he explained that he had realized he was caught masturbating. He kept apologizing, saying he couldn't help it since his separation and having a woman as beautiful and fiery as me next to him. I asked him to get it through his head that we were in the house of his friend, talking with his wife. He replied that it was natural for this to happen, just like the screwing we had done with Javier last night, which he had heard and had to make a lot of effort not to enter our room, even now in the morning he was very hot and then showed me the bulge under his pants. I asked him to have some decency and morals since I was the wife of the friend who was hosting him and he seemed to think he was right, asking me to let him jerk off while looking at me. I couldn't believe what I saw and heard, under his pants and started masturbating, asking me to show a little bit of my beautiful body while trying to touch me with the other hand. I left the kitchen avoiding that cock that seemed even bigger than the one from last night. That same afternoon I told my husband about the episode but tried to make it less rough than what had actually been in reality not telling him I'd taken out my cock and wanted to touch me. He calmed me down and said he would talk to Eduardo, who knew very well how hot-headed he was, but that he was a good guy and wouldn't disrespect a friend. I ended up getting angry with my husband by telling him he was a pervert, but of course I hadn't told him all the facts.
That night Eduardo didn't come back for dinner and arrived at bedtime. My husband stayed talking to him in the study for a while and I listened from the living room as they started off being energetic but then ended up conversing like good friends. I went to bed and later got up to see why Javier hadn't returned to bed. I approached the study, where I could hear them talking in a low voice. They were watching pornographic videos on the internet and commenting on them like old times. I couldn't believe it, I stayed spying on them, they seemed very turned on by their comments, at one point they talked about me.
- What a strong wife she is, she's a sexy girl, she got me going.
- We've already talked about that, don't talk about my wife like that, don't mess around.
- But look at my cock, see how it gets me off.
- Let's keep watching these cuties from the video and not talk anymore, the only one who's going to get my wife is me, you understand?
The situation got me very turned on, I was like the object of desire for those two guys, I went up to the bedroom to wait for my husband and give him a championship blow job, but time passed and he didn't come up, finally I fell asleep. When I woke up at midnight, he was sleeping next to me. I tried to motivate him but he was completely asleep, I thought that the stupid guy had jerked off with his friend watching those movies and was missing this hot little number.
The next morning I tried to recover the lost sex from the night before, but we woke up very late and Javier had to rush off to work.
Still excited, I went back to sleep and started having a terrible dream. Erotic, exciting, I was about to cum when I woke up and saw Eduardo naked next to me in bed, masturbating and touching me. Yes, just as I'm telling you. What I felt cannot be described with words, fear, stupor, excitement, madness, all at once. He asked me not to ruin everything, to let him continue since we were both having a great time. I screamed that he was crazy while trying to cover my body with my hands. I begged him to let him keep masturbating while looking at me, which he did as I stared frozen. He slowly masturbated and looked at me.
- You don't have codes, you're the wife of your friend,
- I like you too much, show me a little of your tits, just a little.
- Don't you realize he could come back at any moment?
- You're too much for him, you deserve a cock like that. Show me a little better.
- What else do you want to see if I'm naked?
- Get your hands off my tits and let me show them to you just a little, my queen.
Without stopping the insults but without moving from the bed, I slowly began to open my hands and show my breasts until my nipples, he was masturbating slowly looking at me as if hypnotized, as he had looked at me since we met. Slowly he came closer and asked me to help him, telling me that it would end faster if I did. Little by little, I showed him my body and he came closer until he started caressing one of my breasts.
He began to caress my breasts, finishing the unbuttoning of my nightgown.
My heat already surpassed my sense of dignity and taking that cock, I began to masturbate him. It was very exciting. I don't know how, but in a moment we were both masturbating each other, my hand full of that bar of flesh going up and down while looking at his face and scaring me with his eyes that were piercing into my vagina as he caressed it expertly with two fingers.
- Let's get more comfortable, come lie down.
Suddenly I was sucking that cock like a slut on fire while he was caressing the clitorises and she was adjusting herself to make us do a perfect 69. We stayed like that for a few minutes, where I sucked him from the base to the head of his cock without stopping to masturbate it,
He hugged me and while he was pressing himself hard between my legs and began to tease me, he said: Yes, this is where I get hotter, where you always fuck me, Javier.
And then he started to push himself deep into my being.
But, girl, you're getting wet. Don't you like it?
I didn't know why I was saying that, whether because my vagina was flooded or because my mouth had remained open and saliva was dripping down like I was drugged.
He started to take me savagely, first on top of him, then on his side, and finally on top of mine, of course without a condom.
If you don't like it, slut, stop screaming, it's like you're dying.
No. The neighbors are going to hear us... haaa, yes, yes.
Do you want me to take you out to fuck on the balcony, my slut?
No, please. Do what you want, but here in bed, not outside.
He started a brutal pounding, I don't know how long it lasted but I think I had more than two consecutive orgasms. We were all sweaty and tangled up in the sheets, so I took his cock out and as if we were in a porn movie, I came all over my body, two or three shots of cum...
Once we finished, I flew to the bathroom and started showering. Eduardo entered and got in with me under the shower.
Come on, let me wash you off. Tell me what you liked most about it if you get hot again, I'll take you again here in the bathroom.
I know you really enjoyed it...
I left the bathroom half-dry and started getting dressed while he was touching me all over with his hands and his flaccid but still huge cock. I got dressed with my body still wet and went to work as usual.
After work, we went out for dinner at a restaurant in Puerto Madero, but to my surprise, Eduardo invited us to dinner as a thank you for hosting him at home. He's a cynic. I had thousands of questions to ask him... Javier, starting from knowing exactly what kind of relationships he had with this Eduardo, but it was impossible to talk about anything deep with him present. The dinner remained formal and superficial all night. I was so nervous, on the verge of a real panic attack. Eduardo was ecstatic, we took a couple of expensive wines and then ordered, I think, two bottles of champagne. I was taking drinks to calm down. We were making double entendre jokes, Javier thought he was very funny and I thought if you knew what flower cuck is, it's what happened to me today. So much drinking at one point decided to go to the bathroom. I was in the toilet, urinating and trying to gather my thoughts when I felt someone entering the bathroom and immediately knocking on the door of my cubicle, barely dressed, I opened the door and saw terrified that Eduardo was getting into the small toilet with me where only a toilet bowl fit and he and I were pressed together.
-You're a jerk. How did you get here?
-What's wrong? We're friends, we know each other...
-You're not going to try anything new, right? Javi is alone at the table!
-No, stay calm, I'll talk to a creepy waiter. Ahh... the food was very yummy, but we drank too much. And he unbuttoned his pants. Already drunk and settled in front of me so that his huge cock would protrude from his underwear and appear through the open fly.
-What are you doing, Eduardo? Are you crazy?
-Come here, beautiful... Come find what I owe you since this morning.
-I told him no, but I was slow and inexorable towards Eduardo's crotch, and I swallowed a big mouthful of his thick cock.
-Kneeling between Eduardo's legs, feeling and sucking his cock with great desire. He was banging it up and down and had it inside my mouth.
-Those tits of yours drive me crazy... I couldn't wait for the horn to get distracted...
-Don't say that... scold him.
-But it is... how many times did you cuck, baby?
-And he put his hand on my head and pressed it down so that I would keep sucking his cock.
-Did it turn you back? Want to take these days? I shook my head without letting go of the cock. -That's bad. Oh, what a nice cuck we're going to do, honey. This time I didn't say anything. I kept eating cock without letting it go. I stopped shaking my head over his cock, without taking my mouth off the piece and nodded. He took me by the face with both hands and stopped me. He massaged my breasts over the neckline, and my legs and Booty under the skirt. -You're so good... You deserve a lot of cock... Eduardo lifted up my skirt, sat down with great skill under the toilet lid, enjoyed my breasts, made me turn to see my big round Booty, and then said: What a whore, how am I going to take you... -No. And ten seconds later I was sitting on Eduardo's mast, facing away from him, with my pants run down one side, receiving without mercy. -And now, while you're riding me cock, are you going to tell the truth...? I was rising and falling slowly along that cock, enjoying every centimeter. -Are you sure you never came on Javi, not even once...? -No... tell me... is it true that you were masturbating? Then Eduardo stopped moving when he was well above, preventing me from going down. -Why do you want to know that? You're getting excited, slut. -Tell me! Confess... -Yes... several times. He gave in and started burying his cock in me. -Slut... slut... how good we're going to get along... I was launched. -You have such a good cock, son of a slut... I kept rising and falling, driving the cock into me. Eduardo took my hair and started applying force and speed to the screwing. I was breathing loudly, although it could be heard that someone else was in the bathroom too. He pulled out, made me turn around, and sat me on his cock facing him. The penetration wasn't as deep but I saw his face and breasts. -You're so good, my love...! I'll invite you to eat more often, okay? I was about to cum and only begged: -Don't stop... don't stop, please... caress my Booty and give it all... give me everything... A minute later I was finishing on Eduardo's cock over the toilet. toilet, stuck like never before. Eduardo finished five minutes later, in the position of a dog, with my Booty in the foreground. A minute later I was sitting at the table with Javier, the waiter was talking nonstop about some topic and looked at me complicitly with a degenerate laugh. Luckily that was the last day I saw Eduardo.
That night Eduardo didn't come back for dinner and arrived at bedtime. My husband stayed talking to him in the study for a while and I listened from the living room as they started off being energetic but then ended up conversing like good friends. I went to bed and later got up to see why Javier hadn't returned to bed. I approached the study, where I could hear them talking in a low voice. They were watching pornographic videos on the internet and commenting on them like old times. I couldn't believe it, I stayed spying on them, they seemed very turned on by their comments, at one point they talked about me.
- What a strong wife she is, she's a sexy girl, she got me going.
- We've already talked about that, don't talk about my wife like that, don't mess around.
- But look at my cock, see how it gets me off.
- Let's keep watching these cuties from the video and not talk anymore, the only one who's going to get my wife is me, you understand?
The situation got me very turned on, I was like the object of desire for those two guys, I went up to the bedroom to wait for my husband and give him a championship blow job, but time passed and he didn't come up, finally I fell asleep. When I woke up at midnight, he was sleeping next to me. I tried to motivate him but he was completely asleep, I thought that the stupid guy had jerked off with his friend watching those movies and was missing this hot little number.
The next morning I tried to recover the lost sex from the night before, but we woke up very late and Javier had to rush off to work.
Still excited, I went back to sleep and started having a terrible dream. Erotic, exciting, I was about to cum when I woke up and saw Eduardo naked next to me in bed, masturbating and touching me. Yes, just as I'm telling you. What I felt cannot be described with words, fear, stupor, excitement, madness, all at once. He asked me not to ruin everything, to let him continue since we were both having a great time. I screamed that he was crazy while trying to cover my body with my hands. I begged him to let him keep masturbating while looking at me, which he did as I stared frozen. He slowly masturbated and looked at me.
- You don't have codes, you're the wife of your friend,
- I like you too much, show me a little of your tits, just a little.
- Don't you realize he could come back at any moment?
- You're too much for him, you deserve a cock like that. Show me a little better.
- What else do you want to see if I'm naked?
- Get your hands off my tits and let me show them to you just a little, my queen.
Without stopping the insults but without moving from the bed, I slowly began to open my hands and show my breasts until my nipples, he was masturbating slowly looking at me as if hypnotized, as he had looked at me since we met. Slowly he came closer and asked me to help him, telling me that it would end faster if I did. Little by little, I showed him my body and he came closer until he started caressing one of my breasts.
He began to caress my breasts, finishing the unbuttoning of my nightgown.
My heat already surpassed my sense of dignity and taking that cock, I began to masturbate him. It was very exciting. I don't know how, but in a moment we were both masturbating each other, my hand full of that bar of flesh going up and down while looking at his face and scaring me with his eyes that were piercing into my vagina as he caressed it expertly with two fingers.
- Let's get more comfortable, come lie down.
Suddenly I was sucking that cock like a slut on fire while he was caressing the clitorises and she was adjusting herself to make us do a perfect 69. We stayed like that for a few minutes, where I sucked him from the base to the head of his cock without stopping to masturbate it,
He hugged me and while he was pressing himself hard between my legs and began to tease me, he said: Yes, this is where I get hotter, where you always fuck me, Javier.
And then he started to push himself deep into my being.
But, girl, you're getting wet. Don't you like it?
I didn't know why I was saying that, whether because my vagina was flooded or because my mouth had remained open and saliva was dripping down like I was drugged.
He started to take me savagely, first on top of him, then on his side, and finally on top of mine, of course without a condom.
If you don't like it, slut, stop screaming, it's like you're dying.
No. The neighbors are going to hear us... haaa, yes, yes.
Do you want me to take you out to fuck on the balcony, my slut?
No, please. Do what you want, but here in bed, not outside.
He started a brutal pounding, I don't know how long it lasted but I think I had more than two consecutive orgasms. We were all sweaty and tangled up in the sheets, so I took his cock out and as if we were in a porn movie, I came all over my body, two or three shots of cum...
Once we finished, I flew to the bathroom and started showering. Eduardo entered and got in with me under the shower.
Come on, let me wash you off. Tell me what you liked most about it if you get hot again, I'll take you again here in the bathroom.
I know you really enjoyed it...
I left the bathroom half-dry and started getting dressed while he was touching me all over with his hands and his flaccid but still huge cock. I got dressed with my body still wet and went to work as usual.
After work, we went out for dinner at a restaurant in Puerto Madero, but to my surprise, Eduardo invited us to dinner as a thank you for hosting him at home. He's a cynic. I had thousands of questions to ask him... Javier, starting from knowing exactly what kind of relationships he had with this Eduardo, but it was impossible to talk about anything deep with him present. The dinner remained formal and superficial all night. I was so nervous, on the verge of a real panic attack. Eduardo was ecstatic, we took a couple of expensive wines and then ordered, I think, two bottles of champagne. I was taking drinks to calm down. We were making double entendre jokes, Javier thought he was very funny and I thought if you knew what flower cuck is, it's what happened to me today. So much drinking at one point decided to go to the bathroom. I was in the toilet, urinating and trying to gather my thoughts when I felt someone entering the bathroom and immediately knocking on the door of my cubicle, barely dressed, I opened the door and saw terrified that Eduardo was getting into the small toilet with me where only a toilet bowl fit and he and I were pressed together.
-You're a jerk. How did you get here?
-What's wrong? We're friends, we know each other...
-You're not going to try anything new, right? Javi is alone at the table!
-No, stay calm, I'll talk to a creepy waiter. Ahh... the food was very yummy, but we drank too much. And he unbuttoned his pants. Already drunk and settled in front of me so that his huge cock would protrude from his underwear and appear through the open fly.
-What are you doing, Eduardo? Are you crazy?
-Come here, beautiful... Come find what I owe you since this morning.
-I told him no, but I was slow and inexorable towards Eduardo's crotch, and I swallowed a big mouthful of his thick cock.
-Kneeling between Eduardo's legs, feeling and sucking his cock with great desire. He was banging it up and down and had it inside my mouth.
-Those tits of yours drive me crazy... I couldn't wait for the horn to get distracted...
-Don't say that... scold him.
-But it is... how many times did you cuck, baby?
-And he put his hand on my head and pressed it down so that I would keep sucking his cock.
-Did it turn you back? Want to take these days? I shook my head without letting go of the cock. -That's bad. Oh, what a nice cuck we're going to do, honey. This time I didn't say anything. I kept eating cock without letting it go. I stopped shaking my head over his cock, without taking my mouth off the piece and nodded. He took me by the face with both hands and stopped me. He massaged my breasts over the neckline, and my legs and Booty under the skirt. -You're so good... You deserve a lot of cock... Eduardo lifted up my skirt, sat down with great skill under the toilet lid, enjoyed my breasts, made me turn to see my big round Booty, and then said: What a whore, how am I going to take you... -No. And ten seconds later I was sitting on Eduardo's mast, facing away from him, with my pants run down one side, receiving without mercy. -And now, while you're riding me cock, are you going to tell the truth...? I was rising and falling slowly along that cock, enjoying every centimeter. -Are you sure you never came on Javi, not even once...? -No... tell me... is it true that you were masturbating? Then Eduardo stopped moving when he was well above, preventing me from going down. -Why do you want to know that? You're getting excited, slut. -Tell me! Confess... -Yes... several times. He gave in and started burying his cock in me. -Slut... slut... how good we're going to get along... I was launched. -You have such a good cock, son of a slut... I kept rising and falling, driving the cock into me. Eduardo took my hair and started applying force and speed to the screwing. I was breathing loudly, although it could be heard that someone else was in the bathroom too. He pulled out, made me turn around, and sat me on his cock facing him. The penetration wasn't as deep but I saw his face and breasts. -You're so good, my love...! I'll invite you to eat more often, okay? I was about to cum and only begged: -Don't stop... don't stop, please... caress my Booty and give it all... give me everything... A minute later I was finishing on Eduardo's cock over the toilet. toilet, stuck like never before. Eduardo finished five minutes later, in the position of a dog, with my Booty in the foreground. A minute later I was sitting at the table with Javier, the waiter was talking nonstop about some topic and looked at me complicitly with a degenerate laugh. Luckily that was the last day I saw Eduardo.
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