Model Wife

This that I'm about to relate happened to me about 4 years ago. As a single model, I modeled clothes and bikinis for a renowned designer in the city of Santa Fe de la Vera Cruz, always loved the Pasarella, showing off my attributes which are not few, a round booty well displayed, small breasts (I didn't wear a bra), that stood out through the fabric. Very good height, 171 cm and a very harmonious body of 87/61/93, made the delight of men who accompanied their partners to the parade, which in many cases awakened the jealousy of their respective partners and my smiles at those recipients. One can imagine that I had an infinity of suitors and boyfriends, with many of whom I had very passionate sex through all my holes. When I got married, I abandoned my vocation as a model and moved to Buenos Aires, being very experienced in sex, discreetly teaching my husband many sexual tricks, not that he was inexperienced, but I had immense experience in the game of bed from my past. First we had a girl and then a little boy, but I didn't forget my vocation as a model, once chatting in bed with my husband, the topic of modeling came up and I proposed going back to modeling, since, despite my pregnancies, my figure hadn't changed. My spouse isn't at all jealous and didn't oppose me returning to modeling, more considering that it was my vocation, besides not coming badly for an economic help. So, looking at the classified ads, I checked that a guy named Miguel from Salta Street was seeking models. I chatted with my husband who approved without hesitation my initiative. Since I'm already a bit older than my modeling days, I told my husband to quickly approve the proposal, I would excite this Miguel guy, I would go modeling with my mini bikinis that I use at the beach. I brought a red and a white one. The same ones were a dental floss on my booty, a little triangle that barely covers my smaller lips and barely two triangles, that barely cover effort covers my areolas. A false movement and my nipples stay in the air. It's to imagine, so that no pubic hair is seen, I shaved, as I do habitually with all my pussy. I love and get excited that my pussy is very smooth. My husband didn't object to me presenting myself sexy with those mini bikinis. The day previously scheduled by phone, I left the kids with my in-laws, arguing that I had to take care of some matters in the city center. Already free, I attended the appointment personally, Miguel filled out my personal form. The usual questions, if I had enough time, if I was willing to travel to the interior or exterior, what type of clothing I would like to wear, if I was willing to model beachwear and/or underwear. About clothing, I didn't object, only regarding travel, I asked him to inform me in advance so I could locate my little ones with their grandparents. That I wouldn't have any problem integrating the group, whether inside or outside the country. He invited me to go into a dressing room, inviting me to put on the clothes I had brought in a bag for the test. When I came out into the hall wearing only the white mini bikini, with acrylic shoes with a platform and 10 cm heels that made me look much taller, Miguel's eyes seemed like a plate, they seemed to want to burst out of their orbits. He took my hand and told me it was an enormous surprise to see me in beachwear, he didn't expect such a pleasant event. I remember him asking, when he found out I was a married woman, if my husband approved of me going to the modeling test with that kind of clothing, and all this, he started making slow circles around me, looking intensely at all the skin I was exhibiting. He told me how much he would love to have me on the light table, that I had a splendid figure, very good Booty, small breasts but well placed, that through The fine mesh of the micro, my nipples were profiled very well, if I looked at it intensely, I could almost see my smaller lips, etc. To myself, I said, the goat fell into the snare, he's going to take me as a model for his staff. Then, for his enjoyment, I paraded with the mini red one. After a long time of making me parade, more to observe my figure than as a test, without letting me change, he took me to his office and told me that he would keep me in mind when the parade presented itself, especially in the beachwear and lingerie rubric. I commented that I also loved showing off both evening wear and casual wear. We agreed that I would communicate with him or he would communicate with me two or three times a week to know updates. One day he called and told me there might be a possibility of presenting myself to an important underwear brand, that for this, I had to compete with other modeling agencies. That my photos were needed with different outfits, not necessarily from the brand, just exhibiting the model and how they presented themselves, so he asked me to bring my best and most daring lingerie sets, both for filming and taking pictures. I chose my biggest galas in lingerie, told my husband I was going to Miguel's, but this time I hid the fact that I would be modeling lingerie, not wanting him to get jealous and interrupt my dreams. I arrived on Salta Street with a bag of my scant clothes, greeted Miguel, was surprised he was alone, but didn't give it importance, went to the dressing room, undressed, and put on a mini Booty less set and a half-cup bra, which left more than half of the areola exposed, my nipples tried to open up and be at air, they succeeded several times. All the outfits, in different colors, were practically similar in design. At one point he asked me to take off the small bra, which I agreed to. He made me lie down, with my breasts in the air, but not... She was coming out of my nipples neither in the photo nor in the filming. Then he asked me to put myself facing forward and cover my breasts with my arms, which I did. Then he took a soft brush, filled it with a product, and started brushing all over my body, to kill the shine on my skin when he got to my buttocks, with his hands opened them up to continue the task, it gave me like a great tickle and my pubic area started getting wet. He then continued with my breasts, grabbing one by one while brushing them. Seeing my heat, he offered me work as a model for a French XXX magazine, I was hesitant and helped him take off my booty less, already I was naked, horny and at the mercy of Miguel. He started filming me from a tripod to take pictures of all angles, while helping me with his hands, adjusting legs, arms, buttocks and breasts, then he made me lie down on a desk, opened my legs and with my hands also opening up my vulva, exposing all my intimacy, from the clitoris to the anus hole, already there was no shame and started caressing me brutally, while I was moaning like a slut in heat waiting to be penetrated. Then he made me lie down on the desk facing downwards, opening my legs completely, after the conceived photos, taking everything exposed, he approached me, which had my view over the desk and started introducing fingers into my pussy and anus, dilating my sphincter, I didn't see when he took off his pants, but felt it was penetrating through my vagina, had tremendous choto that made me vibrate with satisfaction, forgot I had a husband who trusted me, that I was a mother and could get pregnant, he asked for more and more, my heat had no end, wanted this to keep going eternally, didn't have an idea of how many orgasms electrified my body, what I felt is that I wanted more and more. In an instant I felt him vibrating and the cum hot invaded my interior, which exploded in an orgasm. Fierce that I don't remember having had previously. Tired, we collapsed onto a rug, still rubbing, especially he was determined to dilate my sphincter with his fingers, I wasn't resisting, slowly Miguel regained vigor and when it had it well hard after we did a 69, he asked me to get on all fours, in the position of a puppy, then he pushed his penis into the little hole of my ass and started applying force, my sphincter was giving way with some pain from my side, when he had his glans inside me, I asked him to wait a few seconds to let me adapt to his thick penis. When I felt the sensation of pain passing, leaving in its place a feeling of supreme well-being, I asked him to screw me all the way. The in-and-out was glorious, suddenly I felt his testicles hitting mine and then coming out, until only his head was left inside me, my orgasms were succeeding without interruption. When he exploded inside me and I felt his warm cum invading my rectum, I had another explosion that made me shudder. We rested, I took a shower, I didn't want to arrive home smelling of sex. My husband received me, asked how I'd gone, I had the desire to tell him how excellent it was, but briefly said it was fine. Today I have a great lover who is Miguel and I can give rein to my vocation as a model. There's no fashion show where I'm not included. Why is this?