My beginnings in forbidden sex

My story happened quite a few years ago but I remember it as if it were yesterday, since it was my first foray into forbidden sex, if you can call it that.

I'm a happily married woman with a tall and very handsome husband. For me, he's an excellent lover in bed, plus a good friend and companion. I'm a brunette, dark hair, tall, with a fairly acceptable physique, sufficient enough for many men to have turned around to look at me more than once, especially my butt and legs that are very well formed and don't know why they attract so much attention from the opposite sex and raise passions 🙂.

When this story occurred, I was enjoying a quite active sexual life with Marcos (my husband) and, unlike what my friends tell me happens to them with their partners, it had been increasing until today.

At that time, I only thought about simple and classic sex, or rather, just with my partner, missionary, doggy style, and little more, but... something happened that changed that view forever.

My way of dressing was never excessively provocative, except for some occasions when I wore tight-fitting pants that marked my pelvis and butt sensually, and my underwear was very small, which my husband loved.

Although the shirts I usually wear are fitted, they still show off the appearance of my breasts, whose size is regular but well formed.

I want to take a moment to analyze my underwear, since, as I mentioned earlier, Marcos always liked me to wear mostly lace-trimmed panties, and my way of sleeping was always with a T-shirt and thong, which didn't last long because almost every night I would rip it off for intense love-making. I love when he gives it to me hard until deep inside with power.

Well, one day, I remember it was Sunday, I woke up very agitated and totally wet between my legs due to a dream I had, where I saw myself having sex with a man who wasn't Marcos. The truth is that the dream was very real, and I remembered every one of the sensations. The truth is that I felt a little ashamed, and guilty too, since I've always been faithful to Marcos and at this time, not even the thought of such an attitude crossed my mind, especially because it seemed something incorrect and out of my principles, due to all this, I never told my husband about the dream.

Time passed, and one day - I mean a good day now - Marcos arrived home telling me that his friend from Buenos Aires was coming to visit him, and he planned to stay in the city for almost two weeks. Of course, as an old friend from college, he had proposed staying with us at home during that time.

To be honest, I've always slightly disliked having to share our space with people who aren't ours. But despite this, I agreed and accepted without putting up much of a fuss.

I don't want to go into more details and will jump to the day Pedro arrived. My husband Marcos went to pick him up from the airport; he was a tall, dark-haired, strong, and very pleasant character type.

The first four days were completely normal; at night we'd all go out to show him around the city, sometimes eating out in town, and other times going out to dance and have some drinks to enjoy the nightlife. Pedro had his bedroom next to ours and very close to the bathroom. I'm making this note so you can imagine the house.

On the fifth day of Pedro's stay at our home, Marcos informed me that he had to leave for the weekend due to work outside the city, but things wouldn't change; Pedro would still be staying with us, and he'd only be absent until Monday morning. Marcos left on a Friday afternoon, I took advantage of it to go visit a friend since Pedro was going to visit another Known from around here, I passed the house keys to him since I didn't know who would arrive first. Like at midnight, I returned home, entered without making much noise so as not to wake up Pedro, when I was heading towards my bedroom, I noticed that Pedro's room door was slightly ajar, and with the little light from the hallway, you could see Pedro lying totally asleep, but only covered with sheets up to his waist, with his body apparently completely naked, since in the lower part, between his legs, there was perfectly noticeable a bulge. Well, obviously I passed by until my bedroom, but what was my surprise when I went to bed, realizing that my underwear was totally wet, and although I resisted believing it, I found myself somewhat excited. It cost me to fall asleep, in my mind I kept seeing Pedro's semi-covered body, the bulge between his legs covered with sheets, and from time to time I also remembered that dream I had once having sex with a stranger, how he did it, the sensations, came very clearly to my mind, all those thoughts altered my sleep. The next day, Saturday, I woke up due to the noise of the shower, since Pedro had entered the bathroom, I decided to get up to go to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, only putting on a t-shirt, when I left the room I had to pass inevitably outside the bathroom, the door was slightly ajar, I don't know if it was intentional or by forgetfulness, our shower has those totally transparent glass curtains, as if possessed by some extra force, I stopped looking, being able to contemplate between the visibility allowed by the steam, Pedro's completely naked body, who began to lather himself up, at first I saw him from behind, his ass facing me in all its splendor, along with his firm legs. Pedro started lathering his head first, which made him close his eyes totally, in that instant he he turned to receive the water on my back, leaving now before my sight his flaccid but considerable-sized penis, which was quite thick and hairy, my mind wandered for a moment, imagining it erect and firm, even more so when he began to wash it, since that's where I touched and moved it from side to side.

I left the scene quickly for two reasons, the first being that he could open his eyes already washed and see me, but the main reason was that I realized what I was doing, spying on another man, something I still didn't fully comprehend, I went to the kitchen and prepared breakfast, then returned to my room and waited for Pedro to finish in the shower, but this time I closed the door very well, not wanting to be the victim of gazes again.

That morning I put on a very short dress due to the heat that was starting to feel, without a bra, when we sat down with Pedro at the table, we talked about everything, but I tried to make it seem like I hadn't seen him in the shower, every time I got up to get something, I noticed his gaze going straight to my legs and butt, those gazes provoked in me, although I didn't want them to, a certain degree of excitement, an inevitable situation that brought with it the involuntary erection of my nipples, making them stand out and become very noticeable under my thin dress, of course Pedro noticed, and on several occasions he surprised me by looking at them directly.

That's how the day went, Pedro left in the afternoon, and I stayed home. The whole day was very hot, a situation I took advantage of that night. Since Pedro told me he would be late to sleep, I took advantage of going to bed early, tried to read but couldn't concentrate, since my mind wandered in the memory of Pedro in the shower, his penis in the air, his gazes at my legs and breasts, plus the memory of having sex with a stranger, that sea of thoughts didn't let me relax, and a crazy idea kept passing Through my mind, I was wondering how Pedro would be sexually. The truth is that this thought, accompanied by the others, provoked an intense involuntary excitement in me, which led me to start touching myself over my underwear, realizing I was completely wet.

Those thoughts were growing more and more, and I decided to try an idea. I searched for a semi-transparent set that only covered me until about two centimeters below my breasts, leaving all of my stomach visible.

Calculating Pedro's arrival at the house, I left the door to my bedroom open and the lamp lit with a faint intensity, got into bed, and covered myself halfway with the sheets, leaving my leg on the edge of the bed facing the door and half of my vagina exposed, but always wearing the tiny thong, making myself look like I was sleeping with a book on the bed.

After a short while, I heard the sound of keys at the main door, it was Pedro, I listened to his footsteps approaching his bedroom, but he stopped in front of my door as expected, the silence lasted for a few minutes, then continued on his way to his bedroom. For a moment, I thought he had gone to sleep and only observed me, but what a surprise when, two minutes later, I felt him heading towards my room, this time not making any sound with his shoes, I couldn't tell how he was dressed since I preferred to keep my eyes closed, still pretending to be asleep.

I felt him gently leaning on the bed beside me and very subtly placing one of his fingers on my leg, then two, until he placed his hand softly, perhaps trying not to wake me. He started to move his hand up my leg, reaching my pelvis, which he touched with great care. My heart was racing, maybe due to the excitement I felt, my skin although I didn't want it, got goosebumps, and my nipples erected.

Pedro ran his fingers over the small triangle of gender that formed my thong, palpating my beautiful pubic area above it, then descended between my legs, never separating his touch from my skin, tracing the entire opening of my cockhole, which was starting to get wet at that moment, his fingers rising and falling on my pulsing lips.

Probably he noticed the erection of my nipples, since he gently touched them with his other hand, and then proceeded to lift up my short shirt to leave my two breasts completely exposed. The truth is I was dying to look at his cock and see what dimensions it had reached by that moment, but I felt a certain fear about what I was doing, so I remained with my eyes well closed.

Suddenly, I felt both hands touching my thong, proceeding to lower it very slowly, as it was small, he didn't have much trouble making it, besides, I wasn't offering much resistance, until he took it off completely, leaving my cockhole totally exposed and my legs slightly open. Pedro put his fingers back on me, but this time over the pubic hair, began to descend towards my vaginal lips, tracing them smoothly, the truth is that sensation made me shiver when he arrived at the opening of the cockhole, which was of course completely wet. Pedro very delicately began to introduce one of his fingers, first just a little bit until he put it in totally, this drove me crazy, I was having trouble hiding my excitement, especially when he started moving it inside me.

One of my hands rested on the side of the bed, suddenly I felt something rubbing against it, I opened my eyes slightly and could see the bulge of his cock threatening to come out of his underwear. Pedro was starting to rub his package more and more rhythmically over the palm of my hand, which had remained still until then. My excitement began to rise, it was at that moment when I couldn't Endure no more, and my excited breathing began to be noticeable, simply between opening my hand and taking that package tightly, Pedro let out a cry and looked at me fixedly with his eyes. I pulled my hand out of his package and with one single tug brought down his boxer, leaving in the air a hard, large, very thick, and quite venous member, the head of his cock was super moist, I began to masturbate it while he continued doing the same to my pussy, his other hand rushed onto my tits, which started touching them with desperation, as I could curve myself to reach his cock with my mouth, introducing it and sucking it with great delicacy.

My tongue ran along that venous member from top to bottom, and Pedro's gestures indicated he was enjoying it immensely, the oral sex I was giving him made me shiver. With a nearly athletic movement, Pedro positioned himself so we did a perfect 69, his sex was located in front of my mouth and my pussy in his, both of us began to give each other pleasure at the same time, I felt like his tongue was strolling along my vaginal lips, occasionally entering my interior, rubbing against my clitoris, doing the same with my mouth on his penis.

Very soon Pedro couldn't take it anymore, and coming out of that position he threw me onto the bed, opened my legs, and placed the tip of his enormous member at the entrance of my pussy, started rubbing it lightly from top to bottom, my excitement grew, and I felt that perfect penis in the entrance of my sex, then he left it still, took my hips with both hands and with one single tug, he pushed it very deeply into me, it was a joint groan, I felt his member all hard and venous inside me, began to move with energy, my instinctive hands reached his backside, which with each thrust became very hard, our bodies started sweating.

After some minutes, he pulled out his cock, took me, lifted me up and turned me around, to put it in again like a doggy, his rhythm increased and I almost... I was finishing up, I asked him to get it going, he agreed to the act, it was the moment when I felt his member deepest inside of me, his breathing increased, he was telling me he couldn't take it anymore and was about to come, when at the exact moment I began to feel my orgasm, a intense fluid in my interior announced that he had already spilled all his cum in me, I collapsed onto his sweaty body and we stayed resting throughout the night. I couldn't believe it, I had sex for the first time in my life with a man other than my husband, but the truth is I really enjoyed it.

The next morning, Pedro was already in his own bedroom, and I was sleeping only with the sheets on when Marcos arrived, greeted me with a tremendous kiss on the mouth.

The day continued normally, always hiding from my part what had happened with Pedro.

There were only a few days left before Pedro would leave us and return to his origin, when one morning Marcos told me as he woke up that he had had a strange dream, I was in it, having sex with another man, the truth is that comment really scared me but he said the strangest thing of all was that it had excited him, seeing me so excited and even at a moment in the scene he would join in with me and that unknown guy, I just looked at him very intently. The truth is that idea started to excite me too, since it would only be sex, I asked him with a little fear of his reaction if he would like to try. Marcos agreed and we planned to include Pedro in the party, obviously I still wouldn't tell him what had happened with him.

We planned to go dancing together and that's where I would start flirting with Pedro when it was my turn to dance with him.

So we did, I put on a short dress and we went. We arrived at a place far from the city, entered, everything was propitious, music, low lights, and quite a crowd, we started taking something at the table, then the first dance I did was with my husband, we danced sensually, he would take me every now and then the belt and I was sticking to his body a lot, after a few minutes Marcos hinted to Pedro that he should take me out to dance, between movement and movement, Pedro would pass by rubbing my breasts, just like he grabbed my hips, but with his hands a little lower, directed more towards my ass. After a while we went to sit down, but this time I sat next to Pedro and Marcos in front of me, during the conversation, I started rubbing my leg against Pedro's, as we had already had a previous encounter, it wasn't very hard for Pedro to join in, especially when I lowered my hand and put it on his package full. In a reflex action Pedro hugged me and started caressing my back in front of my husband's gaze, his caresses were becoming more sensual, until he began to move his hands along my sides, getting closer and closer to my breasts, which he very shamelessly started to grope over my clothes. While this was happening, Marcos was staring at me fixedly, winked at me and told me that he knew everything that had happened the previous days, that Pedro and he had prepared it and that there was nothing that excited him more than being the husband of a woman so slutty. He proposed that we leave the place and go to another more discreet spot, the message was clear for us, to continue the adventure at home, the truth is that that night was fantastic, I had never felt sex so strongly when being possessed by two men at once, each one taking care of a nipple while one went in through my vagina and the other put his hard and veiny penis in my mouth. It was a very exciting adventure that we repeated every time we had the opportunity, the truth is that after that I could differentiate between making love and having sex, the first only happens with your partner.BellaPerrix❤️