My name is Emilia, I'm 28 years old and this is the first time I write or tell any experience
I've been married to Marcos for two years now, he's 34 and we live together in an apartment, we don't have kids yet. We met at work a few years ago, I was dating another guy back then and when I broke up with him we started talking every day on WhatsApp and by the end of the month we were already going out. When we first started going out I was very shy, it was all very slow, we took many months to do the love thing and he got tired of it. I had my periods and they caused me a lot of problems for everything, he went out with a mutual friend (It was just a fuck, not officially and that really surprised me, I couldn't conceive of having sex without being in love! I was so bad!!). At first we were screwing all the time, going to clubs, doing it in the car wherever we could!! But over time we started cooling off and having less sex, on our honeymoon we only did it once!!
Until a while ago before we got married, I used to go to a Scout group, where I met most of my friends and those who my husband is also friends with. The story begins when an old Scout leader of mine,, the black onewho had stopped going to the scouting group a few years ago, had some problems, they had fired him from a job, and he had broken up with his girlfriend.
A friend of ours, Mariela, who often talked to him told me to go see him. The black guy had been going out with another friend of ours, Estefania, for many years, but things didn't end well because he started dating another friend of ours (Yes, all these friends are from scout). After breaking up with this girl, the black guy cut himself off from the circle and didn't speak to anyone else, exceptevery now and thenWith Mariela. She was telling me about his latest news.
One time, long ago, I was talking to Marcos and I had told him that the black girl's guy was calling my attention, he was hot. The black guy isn't handsome, he's a lot bigger, 38 years old, a bit of a clumsy one, but he knows how to listen, make me laugh, and always gave me a little thrill being with him, maybe because he was our leader. I told Marcos that and it seems like it left an impression on him, because when I told him we were going out with Mariela to eat at her place he said in jest 'Buenísimo, you can really get fucked'. I told him he was a jerk and didn't give him much credit.
We fixed it with the black guy to go see him and some days Mariela cancels us, Marcos was still screwing me:
Very convenient, that way you two can stay alone. If you wax.
I hadn't shaved for months, since before we got married!!... And I always put that excuse on him so he wouldn't make me give him oral sex because it bothered me to see her like that. Days kept passing and every now and then he would say:
Are you going to do the black thing? What are you going to wear? - Or things like that - If you don't do it, you'll regret it.
And he kept insisting that I should shave or wear a sexy dress. He started saying it so many times that I began to seriously think it was a good opportunity...
In the morning of Saturday that I had to go see him, I went to the waxing place effectively. When it was my turn, I put on a dress, perfume. Marcos saw me and said, 'That dress, no, wear the black one which is shorter.'
Do you like it? - I asked himYes, show more of that and how are you going to put on a bra.I changed it. When I was leaving, he told me if you're with him, be careful. I went back to the room and grabbed some clothes from the closet. Marcos picked me up in his car until we got to the black guy's house, gave me a kiss and told me have fun, enjoy yourself, don't worry.
I arrived at the house somewhat nervous, rang the doorbell and it opened for me, hugged me, gave me a kiss on the cheek, greeted Marcos and made me enter.
I was preparing a sauce, and the water was boiling to cook some noodles. We went to the kitchen and started cooking together. While I stirred the sauce, he put his hand on my thigh and looked at me, I looked away and the moment cut off.
We talked a lot about anecdotes, his girlfriends, my ones, my husband at dinner, we laughed a lot but were far from each other.
When we finished eating I lifted the plates, tried to put myself in some sexy position so he could see me jajaja but he didn't look at me much. I washed the dishes, he opened another wine and sat next to me talking. I took advantage and sat down on the table in front of him and we kept chatting a bit. I slowly opened my legs but he still wasn't looking at me much, until I lifted one leg up and there he looked at my thong, he looked at me in the eyes and we maintained eye contact for a little while. He kept looking at me for a little while and then sat down next to me on the table. He looked at me and we maintained eye contact for a bit, he ran his hand through my hair, grabbed the back of my neck with his hand and we kissed. It was a very long and passionate kiss. My mind went blank, my heart started beating fast. I thought about my friend, Marcos, his ex-girlfriend and then... I let myself go, put my hand on his cock and started caressing it. He started giving me kisses down the neck, unbuttoned my dress and started sucking my breasts, afterwards he put his hand under my dress, I was all wet. He touched me a bit but the position wasn't very comfortable, there wasn't much space on the table.
He got down, leaned against the headboard, grabbed my waist and carried me to the bed, we went the whole way until the bed, having a bad time while doing it.
He threw himself onto the bed and took off his sweater when he got close I opened his belt and zipper, he took off the rest. He climbed onto the bed and I went straight to suck his cock, sucked it like I hadn't seen one in years, like water in the desert. He started touching my pussy and pulled out my thong, put a finger in and at the second two, it was so wet that they went in without problems. He lowered himself to suck my pussy and I had the instinct to tell him what I always say to Marcos: No.
What's up? - The black guy asks me.
I realized that he wasn't Marcos, that he was coming to do everything he never did before: - Keep going, please keep going.
He let me go for ten minutes, first slow then faster, again slower and so on, the changes in rhythm were driving me crazy until suddenly, before I could even realize it, I was finishing and screaming. It had been very fast and I felt guilty, he started kissing me and I started sucking him, she was very hard. He took a condom from the nightstand, put it on and entered me slowly, then accelerated. I got hot again very quickly, I thought it would take longer with Marcos because we used to only do it once when we were together. I came twice before he finished. It didn't end like that years ago. The black guy looked at me and we started laughing, he told me he never thought he'd finish dinner like this, that he loved it. He started sucking my breasts, I thought we weren't going to do anything else, but I started touching the black guy's cock and it stopped. I went down to suck his cock and he grabbed my hip and adjusted himself over my pussy on his face, and we sucked each other off for a while.
When he stopped well I took out a condom from my wallet and gave it to him, he laughed and said: 'you were really prepared', I got down on all fours and he almost had his way but I stopped, I wasn't ready for that much! haha We caught again, the black guy was already going a bit faster, we both took a lot more time coming but it was very nice. I was destroyed when we finished, then I sent Marcos a message 'I'm not going home' but it was already around 3 am jjaja. After that I fell asleep.
The next day I woke up and saw the black guy lying naked in my bed. So I did what I could do, started giving him kisses on his cock. He got up and smiled at me and said 'You're a slut's daughter', got pretty hard quickly and we went back to fucking. He told me to go upstairs, never had done it before, was embarrassed but he said come on, get up and move around like you feel. I moved timidly and he said come on, move more, no shame, enjoy yourself. I started moving faster, moving my hips forward and backward, started enjoying it!! Started moving faster up and down. I finished and my whole body was shaking, the black guy grabbed me tightly by the arms and told me to keep going in a bit, he finished himself.
We stayed for a bit in bed, talking about nonsense, things like 'I wouldn't have imagined it' and nonsense like that. I looked at the clock and it was 11, then I felt annoyed and said I was leaving. He told me to let's give each other a shower (We didn't get one!), I changed, we gave each other a couple more kisses and I went home.
When I arrived, Marcos looked at me, smiled and told me Tell me everything, yesterday I jerked off thinking of you
I had created a monster haha.
I've been married to Marcos for two years now, he's 34 and we live together in an apartment, we don't have kids yet. We met at work a few years ago, I was dating another guy back then and when I broke up with him we started talking every day on WhatsApp and by the end of the month we were already going out. When we first started going out I was very shy, it was all very slow, we took many months to do the love thing and he got tired of it. I had my periods and they caused me a lot of problems for everything, he went out with a mutual friend (It was just a fuck, not officially and that really surprised me, I couldn't conceive of having sex without being in love! I was so bad!!). At first we were screwing all the time, going to clubs, doing it in the car wherever we could!! But over time we started cooling off and having less sex, on our honeymoon we only did it once!!
Until a while ago before we got married, I used to go to a Scout group, where I met most of my friends and those who my husband is also friends with. The story begins when an old Scout leader of mine,, the black onewho had stopped going to the scouting group a few years ago, had some problems, they had fired him from a job, and he had broken up with his girlfriend.
A friend of ours, Mariela, who often talked to him told me to go see him. The black guy had been going out with another friend of ours, Estefania, for many years, but things didn't end well because he started dating another friend of ours (Yes, all these friends are from scout). After breaking up with this girl, the black guy cut himself off from the circle and didn't speak to anyone else, exceptevery now and thenWith Mariela. She was telling me about his latest news.
One time, long ago, I was talking to Marcos and I had told him that the black girl's guy was calling my attention, he was hot. The black guy isn't handsome, he's a lot bigger, 38 years old, a bit of a clumsy one, but he knows how to listen, make me laugh, and always gave me a little thrill being with him, maybe because he was our leader. I told Marcos that and it seems like it left an impression on him, because when I told him we were going out with Mariela to eat at her place he said in jest 'Buenísimo, you can really get fucked'. I told him he was a jerk and didn't give him much credit.
We fixed it with the black guy to go see him and some days Mariela cancels us, Marcos was still screwing me:
Very convenient, that way you two can stay alone. If you wax.
I hadn't shaved for months, since before we got married!!... And I always put that excuse on him so he wouldn't make me give him oral sex because it bothered me to see her like that. Days kept passing and every now and then he would say:
Are you going to do the black thing? What are you going to wear? - Or things like that - If you don't do it, you'll regret it.
And he kept insisting that I should shave or wear a sexy dress. He started saying it so many times that I began to seriously think it was a good opportunity...
In the morning of Saturday that I had to go see him, I went to the waxing place effectively. When it was my turn, I put on a dress, perfume. Marcos saw me and said, 'That dress, no, wear the black one which is shorter.'
Do you like it? - I asked himYes, show more of that and how are you going to put on a bra.I changed it. When I was leaving, he told me if you're with him, be careful. I went back to the room and grabbed some clothes from the closet. Marcos picked me up in his car until we got to the black guy's house, gave me a kiss and told me have fun, enjoy yourself, don't worry.
I arrived at the house somewhat nervous, rang the doorbell and it opened for me, hugged me, gave me a kiss on the cheek, greeted Marcos and made me enter.
I was preparing a sauce, and the water was boiling to cook some noodles. We went to the kitchen and started cooking together. While I stirred the sauce, he put his hand on my thigh and looked at me, I looked away and the moment cut off.
We talked a lot about anecdotes, his girlfriends, my ones, my husband at dinner, we laughed a lot but were far from each other.
When we finished eating I lifted the plates, tried to put myself in some sexy position so he could see me jajaja but he didn't look at me much. I washed the dishes, he opened another wine and sat next to me talking. I took advantage and sat down on the table in front of him and we kept chatting a bit. I slowly opened my legs but he still wasn't looking at me much, until I lifted one leg up and there he looked at my thong, he looked at me in the eyes and we maintained eye contact for a little while. He kept looking at me for a little while and then sat down next to me on the table. He looked at me and we maintained eye contact for a bit, he ran his hand through my hair, grabbed the back of my neck with his hand and we kissed. It was a very long and passionate kiss. My mind went blank, my heart started beating fast. I thought about my friend, Marcos, his ex-girlfriend and then... I let myself go, put my hand on his cock and started caressing it. He started giving me kisses down the neck, unbuttoned my dress and started sucking my breasts, afterwards he put his hand under my dress, I was all wet. He touched me a bit but the position wasn't very comfortable, there wasn't much space on the table.
He got down, leaned against the headboard, grabbed my waist and carried me to the bed, we went the whole way until the bed, having a bad time while doing it.
He threw himself onto the bed and took off his sweater when he got close I opened his belt and zipper, he took off the rest. He climbed onto the bed and I went straight to suck his cock, sucked it like I hadn't seen one in years, like water in the desert. He started touching my pussy and pulled out my thong, put a finger in and at the second two, it was so wet that they went in without problems. He lowered himself to suck my pussy and I had the instinct to tell him what I always say to Marcos: No.
What's up? - The black guy asks me.
I realized that he wasn't Marcos, that he was coming to do everything he never did before: - Keep going, please keep going.
He let me go for ten minutes, first slow then faster, again slower and so on, the changes in rhythm were driving me crazy until suddenly, before I could even realize it, I was finishing and screaming. It had been very fast and I felt guilty, he started kissing me and I started sucking him, she was very hard. He took a condom from the nightstand, put it on and entered me slowly, then accelerated. I got hot again very quickly, I thought it would take longer with Marcos because we used to only do it once when we were together. I came twice before he finished. It didn't end like that years ago. The black guy looked at me and we started laughing, he told me he never thought he'd finish dinner like this, that he loved it. He started sucking my breasts, I thought we weren't going to do anything else, but I started touching the black guy's cock and it stopped. I went down to suck his cock and he grabbed my hip and adjusted himself over my pussy on his face, and we sucked each other off for a while.
When he stopped well I took out a condom from my wallet and gave it to him, he laughed and said: 'you were really prepared', I got down on all fours and he almost had his way but I stopped, I wasn't ready for that much! haha We caught again, the black guy was already going a bit faster, we both took a lot more time coming but it was very nice. I was destroyed when we finished, then I sent Marcos a message 'I'm not going home' but it was already around 3 am jjaja. After that I fell asleep.
The next day I woke up and saw the black guy lying naked in my bed. So I did what I could do, started giving him kisses on his cock. He got up and smiled at me and said 'You're a slut's daughter', got pretty hard quickly and we went back to fucking. He told me to go upstairs, never had done it before, was embarrassed but he said come on, get up and move around like you feel. I moved timidly and he said come on, move more, no shame, enjoy yourself. I started moving faster, moving my hips forward and backward, started enjoying it!! Started moving faster up and down. I finished and my whole body was shaking, the black guy grabbed me tightly by the arms and told me to keep going in a bit, he finished himself.
We stayed for a bit in bed, talking about nonsense, things like 'I wouldn't have imagined it' and nonsense like that. I looked at the clock and it was 11, then I felt annoyed and said I was leaving. He told me to let's give each other a shower (We didn't get one!), I changed, we gave each other a couple more kisses and I went home.
When I arrived, Marcos looked at me, smiled and told me Tell me everything, yesterday I jerked off thinking of you
I had created a monster haha.
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