I call myself Lucio, I'm 42 years old and in a relationship with Zoe for three years now, she's 37, both of us childless. She comes from a divorce and I was widowed five years ago. We met at a friend's house gathering. When they introduced me to her, I felt a strong attraction, and according to what she later told me, it was mutual. From then on we started going out, having dinner, sometimes dancing, movies, theater, walks. After her divorce, Zoe lived with her mother and between them they paid the rent for their house. When her mom passed away, we had been in a loving relationship for six months that allowed us to enjoy ourselves in every way. It was a delight sharing conversations, meals, outings, and in bed we had prolonged, varied, and pleasant sessions that left us exhausted.
Both of us estimating that the relationship had matured enough, we decided to live together in my house and, incidentally, avoid her having to pay the rent alone. Naturally, both of us kept our friends and thus expanded the circle, sharing according to affinity, I hers and she mine.
Two weeks ago on a Thursday, Zoe transmitted me a message from Juan and his partner, Eva. They all work at the same company. Eva is petite, no more than 1.65 meters tall and slender, in short, lacking curves. She compensates for her modest physique with a precious face, overflowing sympathy, and something captivating, very balanced and mature in conversation. They thought of going out to dinner on Friday night and then dancing and asked if we wanted to join them. Both are around 35 years old and look good. As we had had similar pleasant gatherings with them before, I agreed immediately, agreeing that they would pick us up in their car since our house was on the way to the restaurant and it didn't justify using two vehicles.
Zoe is slender, about 1.70 meters tall, a bit shorter than me, with stylized legs that she often wears loose knee-high socks. It's not an exaggeration to say that she is A beautifully proportioned set, lovely features, medium-sized and firm breasts, and a spectacularly attractive tiny ass. As for me, I'm average, don't stand out in any way but the overall set pleases. I'm a member of a law firm and maintain my physical shape thanks to martial arts practice.
On Friday, as planned, we were picked up around 10 pm and went to a modest-looking restaurant with good quality food where they had reserved a table for four. We ate well and drank better. Zoe chose the wine, which paired perfectly with the food. The conversation made the drink surpass the meal, so we left feeling content towards where we thought we'd continue with some drinks and dancing.
Upon entering, we saw it was quite crowded and when we were about to give up on getting a table, we found a married couple friend of Juan who offered to share their table. Both in their 40s, looking very good, and she, being slender, showed a frankly appealing physique. Their names are Roberto and Carmen.
The newcomers agreed on what to drink and Juan went to the bar to order, with me being the only one who preferred something without alcohol since I had overdone it at dinner. Right in front of the table, the dance floor began, quite large and crowded. The music varied periodically between lively and slow melodies, making the atmosphere extremely pleasant where everyone did their own thing without major concerns.
Some couples showed they were so passionate that they seemed on the verge of orgasm, while others were chatting or focused on dancing, unaware of what others were doing. And the example was palpable. We were talking quietly, and in the large armchair next to us, a young woman sat on her skirt with her back to a man quite larger than her, wearing a wide skirt that hid her posture as she moved smoothly in circles or in subibaja, being the facial gestures of her face an index secure that something of good size was drilling her pussy. Impossible not to notice the tremendous ride of both when we hear the sharp whine of her alongside his grave snore and the sudden laxity of both who seemed to have fainted.
If I don't dislike dancing, I can't say it's a devotee of him, but Juan, Eva, and Zoe really enjoy it. After a while, I had established a very pleasant conversation with Roberto, Zoe asked Juan to take her to dance, which had already happened several times when I didn't feel like doing so.
So the dancer alternated my companion with his own, supplementing my scarce participation. When Eva asked me to go out on the floor, I apologized because I felt discomfort in my stomach, probably due to excesses during dinner.
One of the times Juan was dancing with Zoe, the slow song section seemed to be more attached than what is supposed to be a simple friendship, but I didn't give it much importance since they soon separated and came to sit with us. After dancing with Eva, the fast songs, Juan and Zoe went out again to dance the slow ones; this time I paid more attention while looking sideways to hide it while talking to Eva, being able to see that although they weren't very attached, he was comfortably putting his right leg between her separated legs. Before that and to test, I looked at them directly, and when they realized it, they stopped doing so, but slowly began moving towards the more distant sector of our table. I let ten minutes pass and got up with the pretext of asking for water at the bar to take a pill that would calm my stomach discomfort, which I did and then started looking around for the dancers. Not seeing them on the floor, I continued the search in the surroundings and found them by the side of a corridor in a less trafficked sector. She was standing with her back against the wall, with his arms around her neck. besuing themselves, while Juan's hands were occupied with Zoe's buttocks. Although I could have expected it based on what had been shown previously, that spectacle impacted me. Slowly I recovered, searched for a location that would allow me to observe them from the side and just found the appropriate place. A light from the other side allowed me to see them with some clarity so I took out my cell phone and prepared to film.
When the kiss ended they separated slightly as if to give space to their hands, she palpating the bulge that showed through her pants while he inserted his right hand under her skirt, presumably seeking a wet pussy, and his left hand squeezing a breast. It became clear that Juan's hand was on target and his fingers had entered deeply into the vagina when Zoe suddenly opened her mouth and threw her head back. From that moment on the movement of entry and exit became frantic, she with her gaze fixed on his eyes, grabbed both hands around his wrist as if Juan didn't have enough strength to insert his fingers deep inside. Suddenly she stopped moving, keeping her hand pressed firmly against her pubic area, looked up at him with a blank expression and began the typical convulsion of orgasm where the muscles reach their maximum tension and then relax. This caused Zoe to slide along the wall, sitting down with her eyes closed, her head tilted towards one shoulder and her skirt around her waist.
Juan left her alone for a moment and then helped her sit up again. Already recovered she brought her arms around his neck, joining their lips once more without the previous urgency, savoring his tongue as if thanking him for the pleasure received. The kiss ended when Juan's hands went to her shoulders, making her lower herself until her knees touched the floor and her face was at the level of the belt. When she unzipped it, pulled out her cock and introduced it into her mouth, I couldn't take it anymore, I left filming and the dubbed pain walking unsteadily towards the table we were occupying. A little before arriving, I drew strength from weakness and stood up, apologizing to them because I was leaving since I had many nausea and begged Eva to bring Zoe when she finished the evening.
Leaving, intense pain reappeared. The body, in solidarity with the soul, ached in harmony with it, a pain that I had never felt before. I took a taxi and was home in 20 minutes when the clock struck 2 am. My organism just held on to get to the bathroom where I vomited everything I had in my stomach. The intestines also made themselves known by expelling all liquid. When I felt a bit better, I bathed, searched for and brought a bottle of water to bed, got into bed and, reciting each part of the body with my thoughts, tried to relax the muscles that were contracted due to the hangover and pain. Some relief was achieved, but I couldn't sleep.
It was 6 am while changing channels, trying to entertain myself, when I heard the door open from outside. Zoe arrived in the bedroom with a tired face but good mood.
I'm hot, I want you to make love -and she came over to give me a kiss. I dodged her lips.
I still have the taste of vomit in my mouth and nausea is still present, what's that weird smell you have?
Probably it must be from the closed environment of the disco.
Please take a bath before going to bed because that increases my discomfort.
She took a bath and was out in a few minutes, naked as she knows I like, getting into bed.
I'm still feeling the smell, maybe it's your clothes, I'll take them to the laundry.
I went to the bathroom, knowing what I had to look for, the black panties, perfectly clean that she had put on before leaving. They were there, under the clothes. I took them and called her.
Come here, girl, I just discovered where the smell is coming from.
When she entered and showed me the crotch of the panties, totally covered in a white-yellowish stain, she said: pale
—How much cum did the guy who caught you have accumulated?
He lowered his head and went out in the direction of the bed.
—Where are you going?
—I'm going to sleep.
—Stop, stop, this bedroom, this bed, and this bathroom were ours, our couple that you broke up with, so you have half an hour to take your things from this room and the bathroom; you have two options, the servant's room or outside the house.
As I couldn't sleep, I got up to get something light. From the living room, I heard her crying for a long time. When she stopped crying, I peeked into the servant's room and saw her lying on the bed, wearing only a nightgown.
After noon, I was sitting in the living room, taken by a broth, when she arrived with a cup of tea and sat down in front of me.
—Can we talk?
—Of course, I'm listening.
The deep circles under her red eyes betrayed the bad moment she was going through.
—I love you, and I love you very much, what happened was just sex, I don't want to lose you, you're the most important thing in my life, forgive me.
—I forgive you, and proof of that is that I didn't insult you, I didn't hit you or anything like that.
—What are you going to do?
—I don't know, when the pain subsides, I'll see.
—Juan and Eva want to come talk to you, they sent a message.
—Let them come whenever they want.
They arrived around an hour later, I made them wait, offered them something to drink, and we all coincided in coffee.
—Zoe, please accompany them while I prepare the coffees.
We sat down after a while.
—I thank you for coming because I had to talk to Juan about sharing last night's expenses.
—Take it as our invitation.
—Thank you, what brings you here?
—Zoe told us that you were very angry with her, and since we love her and want to help her, we came to chat with you, Eva said.
—I was angry but it has passed now, I only have pain left —and I told them in detail everything that happened from 6 am until now. Juan intervened.
—Zoe didn't tell you anything? You didn't ask her what happened?
—The it's true that I have some curiosity, but the fundamental fact is that she got her pussy and mouth filled with cum by someone else behind my back. —Yes, but circumstances can allow for understanding— —Perfect, Zoe, tell me the details. —Better if you tell them Juan. —This is indeed notable, you're cheating on me and the one who knows better about this is Juan. Well, Juan, I'm listening. —The idea was to go out dancing with the four of us, Eva with you and Zoe with me. Eva was going to make you intimate with her a bit and then we'd appear and see them getting along, then you'd accept that I get intimate with Zoe. We didn't count on you feeling bad enough not to dance and less than leaving much earlier than planned. We were wrong because we let ourselves be carried away and ended up getting intimate without your participation. That was all and that's why I'm asking for forgiveness. —You don't have to ask, the one who had a duty of fidelity is Zoe, you did what most men would do with a woman eager for sex who offers herself to whoever asks, right in her partner's face. Anyway, the idea was good, who came up with it? —The three of us. —When and where. —Thursday after work, Zoe came home to have tea and that's when we thought of it. —Let me see if I understand, you correct me if I'm wrong in what I say. For the idea to emerge there must have been previous desires. Taking tea, Juan told Zoe or Zoe told Juan, I want it, and the other one replied I do too. And how do we make Lucio accept that we get our desires; then Eva offered to help them convince me. That is, before the day Thursday there was nothing between you like a kiss, a touch, and much less oral sex, vaginal or anal penetration. And the same, no contact after having the idea until Friday night when things got out of hand. Summary, Friday night was the first time Juan and Zoe had sexual intimacy. Is that so? Zoe? —No. —Tell me Zoe, and since when have they been getting it out of their system. —I don't remember. —Juan, Eva do you have better memory? —Three months Eva replied to me. Then I got up, positioning myself behind Juan, supporting a hand on his shoulder, Now I have a clearer panorama, one last question Zoe, while Juan was mounting you, what were you answering the question who fucks you better, Lucio's cuck or me? Silence from Zoe and a question from Juan. —And how do you know. —I didn't know, now you've confirmed it for me. I took him by the neck with my arm dragging him back and hanging him. When I saw he was turning purple, I let go giving him a good punch in the nose and mouth with the logical consequence of nasal septum fracture, loss of two teeth, and mandible luxation. I finished my revenge with a kick to the groin. While Juan remained on the floor in fetal position, holding his face with one hand and his testicles with the other, I told him why it happened. —This doesn't happen to you because you've slept with my partner, not because you made him swallow ten liters of semen, not because you put a hundred meters of cock up his ass, no, this happens to you because you insulted me, mocked me, while I, ignorant of everything, kept calling you friend, degrading myself in front of my girlfriend believing you were the marshal of the cock whose will was law for this poor idiot who just an hour ago said he loved me more than anything in the world. One thing more, next time I see you I'll apply a treatment that you'll beg to be killed so as not to suffer anymore. —Zoe, now I know enough, I'm in condition to decide what to do. It's three o'clock, you have until six to pack your things and leave the house.
Both of us estimating that the relationship had matured enough, we decided to live together in my house and, incidentally, avoid her having to pay the rent alone. Naturally, both of us kept our friends and thus expanded the circle, sharing according to affinity, I hers and she mine.
Two weeks ago on a Thursday, Zoe transmitted me a message from Juan and his partner, Eva. They all work at the same company. Eva is petite, no more than 1.65 meters tall and slender, in short, lacking curves. She compensates for her modest physique with a precious face, overflowing sympathy, and something captivating, very balanced and mature in conversation. They thought of going out to dinner on Friday night and then dancing and asked if we wanted to join them. Both are around 35 years old and look good. As we had had similar pleasant gatherings with them before, I agreed immediately, agreeing that they would pick us up in their car since our house was on the way to the restaurant and it didn't justify using two vehicles.
Zoe is slender, about 1.70 meters tall, a bit shorter than me, with stylized legs that she often wears loose knee-high socks. It's not an exaggeration to say that she is A beautifully proportioned set, lovely features, medium-sized and firm breasts, and a spectacularly attractive tiny ass. As for me, I'm average, don't stand out in any way but the overall set pleases. I'm a member of a law firm and maintain my physical shape thanks to martial arts practice.
On Friday, as planned, we were picked up around 10 pm and went to a modest-looking restaurant with good quality food where they had reserved a table for four. We ate well and drank better. Zoe chose the wine, which paired perfectly with the food. The conversation made the drink surpass the meal, so we left feeling content towards where we thought we'd continue with some drinks and dancing.
Upon entering, we saw it was quite crowded and when we were about to give up on getting a table, we found a married couple friend of Juan who offered to share their table. Both in their 40s, looking very good, and she, being slender, showed a frankly appealing physique. Their names are Roberto and Carmen.
The newcomers agreed on what to drink and Juan went to the bar to order, with me being the only one who preferred something without alcohol since I had overdone it at dinner. Right in front of the table, the dance floor began, quite large and crowded. The music varied periodically between lively and slow melodies, making the atmosphere extremely pleasant where everyone did their own thing without major concerns.
Some couples showed they were so passionate that they seemed on the verge of orgasm, while others were chatting or focused on dancing, unaware of what others were doing. And the example was palpable. We were talking quietly, and in the large armchair next to us, a young woman sat on her skirt with her back to a man quite larger than her, wearing a wide skirt that hid her posture as she moved smoothly in circles or in subibaja, being the facial gestures of her face an index secure that something of good size was drilling her pussy. Impossible not to notice the tremendous ride of both when we hear the sharp whine of her alongside his grave snore and the sudden laxity of both who seemed to have fainted.
If I don't dislike dancing, I can't say it's a devotee of him, but Juan, Eva, and Zoe really enjoy it. After a while, I had established a very pleasant conversation with Roberto, Zoe asked Juan to take her to dance, which had already happened several times when I didn't feel like doing so.
So the dancer alternated my companion with his own, supplementing my scarce participation. When Eva asked me to go out on the floor, I apologized because I felt discomfort in my stomach, probably due to excesses during dinner.
One of the times Juan was dancing with Zoe, the slow song section seemed to be more attached than what is supposed to be a simple friendship, but I didn't give it much importance since they soon separated and came to sit with us. After dancing with Eva, the fast songs, Juan and Zoe went out again to dance the slow ones; this time I paid more attention while looking sideways to hide it while talking to Eva, being able to see that although they weren't very attached, he was comfortably putting his right leg between her separated legs. Before that and to test, I looked at them directly, and when they realized it, they stopped doing so, but slowly began moving towards the more distant sector of our table. I let ten minutes pass and got up with the pretext of asking for water at the bar to take a pill that would calm my stomach discomfort, which I did and then started looking around for the dancers. Not seeing them on the floor, I continued the search in the surroundings and found them by the side of a corridor in a less trafficked sector. She was standing with her back against the wall, with his arms around her neck. besuing themselves, while Juan's hands were occupied with Zoe's buttocks. Although I could have expected it based on what had been shown previously, that spectacle impacted me. Slowly I recovered, searched for a location that would allow me to observe them from the side and just found the appropriate place. A light from the other side allowed me to see them with some clarity so I took out my cell phone and prepared to film.
When the kiss ended they separated slightly as if to give space to their hands, she palpating the bulge that showed through her pants while he inserted his right hand under her skirt, presumably seeking a wet pussy, and his left hand squeezing a breast. It became clear that Juan's hand was on target and his fingers had entered deeply into the vagina when Zoe suddenly opened her mouth and threw her head back. From that moment on the movement of entry and exit became frantic, she with her gaze fixed on his eyes, grabbed both hands around his wrist as if Juan didn't have enough strength to insert his fingers deep inside. Suddenly she stopped moving, keeping her hand pressed firmly against her pubic area, looked up at him with a blank expression and began the typical convulsion of orgasm where the muscles reach their maximum tension and then relax. This caused Zoe to slide along the wall, sitting down with her eyes closed, her head tilted towards one shoulder and her skirt around her waist.
Juan left her alone for a moment and then helped her sit up again. Already recovered she brought her arms around his neck, joining their lips once more without the previous urgency, savoring his tongue as if thanking him for the pleasure received. The kiss ended when Juan's hands went to her shoulders, making her lower herself until her knees touched the floor and her face was at the level of the belt. When she unzipped it, pulled out her cock and introduced it into her mouth, I couldn't take it anymore, I left filming and the dubbed pain walking unsteadily towards the table we were occupying. A little before arriving, I drew strength from weakness and stood up, apologizing to them because I was leaving since I had many nausea and begged Eva to bring Zoe when she finished the evening.
Leaving, intense pain reappeared. The body, in solidarity with the soul, ached in harmony with it, a pain that I had never felt before. I took a taxi and was home in 20 minutes when the clock struck 2 am. My organism just held on to get to the bathroom where I vomited everything I had in my stomach. The intestines also made themselves known by expelling all liquid. When I felt a bit better, I bathed, searched for and brought a bottle of water to bed, got into bed and, reciting each part of the body with my thoughts, tried to relax the muscles that were contracted due to the hangover and pain. Some relief was achieved, but I couldn't sleep.
It was 6 am while changing channels, trying to entertain myself, when I heard the door open from outside. Zoe arrived in the bedroom with a tired face but good mood.
I'm hot, I want you to make love -and she came over to give me a kiss. I dodged her lips.
I still have the taste of vomit in my mouth and nausea is still present, what's that weird smell you have?
Probably it must be from the closed environment of the disco.
Please take a bath before going to bed because that increases my discomfort.
She took a bath and was out in a few minutes, naked as she knows I like, getting into bed.
I'm still feeling the smell, maybe it's your clothes, I'll take them to the laundry.
I went to the bathroom, knowing what I had to look for, the black panties, perfectly clean that she had put on before leaving. They were there, under the clothes. I took them and called her.
Come here, girl, I just discovered where the smell is coming from.
When she entered and showed me the crotch of the panties, totally covered in a white-yellowish stain, she said: pale
—How much cum did the guy who caught you have accumulated?
He lowered his head and went out in the direction of the bed.
—Where are you going?
—I'm going to sleep.
—Stop, stop, this bedroom, this bed, and this bathroom were ours, our couple that you broke up with, so you have half an hour to take your things from this room and the bathroom; you have two options, the servant's room or outside the house.
As I couldn't sleep, I got up to get something light. From the living room, I heard her crying for a long time. When she stopped crying, I peeked into the servant's room and saw her lying on the bed, wearing only a nightgown.
After noon, I was sitting in the living room, taken by a broth, when she arrived with a cup of tea and sat down in front of me.
—Can we talk?
—Of course, I'm listening.
The deep circles under her red eyes betrayed the bad moment she was going through.
—I love you, and I love you very much, what happened was just sex, I don't want to lose you, you're the most important thing in my life, forgive me.
—I forgive you, and proof of that is that I didn't insult you, I didn't hit you or anything like that.
—What are you going to do?
—I don't know, when the pain subsides, I'll see.
—Juan and Eva want to come talk to you, they sent a message.
—Let them come whenever they want.
They arrived around an hour later, I made them wait, offered them something to drink, and we all coincided in coffee.
—Zoe, please accompany them while I prepare the coffees.
We sat down after a while.
—I thank you for coming because I had to talk to Juan about sharing last night's expenses.
—Take it as our invitation.
—Thank you, what brings you here?
—Zoe told us that you were very angry with her, and since we love her and want to help her, we came to chat with you, Eva said.
—I was angry but it has passed now, I only have pain left —and I told them in detail everything that happened from 6 am until now. Juan intervened.
—Zoe didn't tell you anything? You didn't ask her what happened?
—The it's true that I have some curiosity, but the fundamental fact is that she got her pussy and mouth filled with cum by someone else behind my back. —Yes, but circumstances can allow for understanding— —Perfect, Zoe, tell me the details. —Better if you tell them Juan. —This is indeed notable, you're cheating on me and the one who knows better about this is Juan. Well, Juan, I'm listening. —The idea was to go out dancing with the four of us, Eva with you and Zoe with me. Eva was going to make you intimate with her a bit and then we'd appear and see them getting along, then you'd accept that I get intimate with Zoe. We didn't count on you feeling bad enough not to dance and less than leaving much earlier than planned. We were wrong because we let ourselves be carried away and ended up getting intimate without your participation. That was all and that's why I'm asking for forgiveness. —You don't have to ask, the one who had a duty of fidelity is Zoe, you did what most men would do with a woman eager for sex who offers herself to whoever asks, right in her partner's face. Anyway, the idea was good, who came up with it? —The three of us. —When and where. —Thursday after work, Zoe came home to have tea and that's when we thought of it. —Let me see if I understand, you correct me if I'm wrong in what I say. For the idea to emerge there must have been previous desires. Taking tea, Juan told Zoe or Zoe told Juan, I want it, and the other one replied I do too. And how do we make Lucio accept that we get our desires; then Eva offered to help them convince me. That is, before the day Thursday there was nothing between you like a kiss, a touch, and much less oral sex, vaginal or anal penetration. And the same, no contact after having the idea until Friday night when things got out of hand. Summary, Friday night was the first time Juan and Zoe had sexual intimacy. Is that so? Zoe? —No. —Tell me Zoe, and since when have they been getting it out of their system. —I don't remember. —Juan, Eva do you have better memory? —Three months Eva replied to me. Then I got up, positioning myself behind Juan, supporting a hand on his shoulder, Now I have a clearer panorama, one last question Zoe, while Juan was mounting you, what were you answering the question who fucks you better, Lucio's cuck or me? Silence from Zoe and a question from Juan. —And how do you know. —I didn't know, now you've confirmed it for me. I took him by the neck with my arm dragging him back and hanging him. When I saw he was turning purple, I let go giving him a good punch in the nose and mouth with the logical consequence of nasal septum fracture, loss of two teeth, and mandible luxation. I finished my revenge with a kick to the groin. While Juan remained on the floor in fetal position, holding his face with one hand and his testicles with the other, I told him why it happened. —This doesn't happen to you because you've slept with my partner, not because you made him swallow ten liters of semen, not because you put a hundred meters of cock up his ass, no, this happens to you because you insulted me, mocked me, while I, ignorant of everything, kept calling you friend, degrading myself in front of my girlfriend believing you were the marshal of the cock whose will was law for this poor idiot who just an hour ago said he loved me more than anything in the world. One thing more, next time I see you I'll apply a treatment that you'll beg to be killed so as not to suffer anymore. —Zoe, now I know enough, I'm in condition to decide what to do. It's three o'clock, you have until six to pack your things and leave the house.
4 comentários - Cuernos dolorosos