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Compendium IIIExcuse my arrogance for writing this, but on Fridays at night with Marisol I see them as palate cleaners in our relationship: it's not about making recapitulations of the most intense escapades I had inside the week, but an opportunity to express my sexual desires by my lullaby. For Marisol, on the other hand, it's one of her most anticipated nights, since my only focus is granting her the maximum amount of pleasure in any position that strikes my fancy.
For those reasons, as I vigorously thrust into her pussy from behind, my lullaby was giving its best effort to hold still on all fours on the bed. Intense pleasure moans and curious noises filled the room, while our daughters slept peacefully in their bedrooms.
The sounds of our bodies slapping against each other permeated the room, with a rhythmic pounding that grew stronger with each passing second.My nightingale closed her eyes as I went deeper into her, holding her powerfully by the hips. I could feel the desires of my life's love seeking to reclaim her. To prove she was mine. It was a primary, animal instinct that enveloped her to the soul.
+¡Marco! – my nightingale whimpered, with a fine and supplicant voice. - ¡Más!
I responded with a growl, making my thrusts deeper and more energetic. I tried to contain myself, because I didn't want her pleasant moans to wake up my daughters, but my wife didn't care. My wife needed this, for me to fill her completely, to make me erase the memory of any other woman's caresses.
Suddenly, Marisol lowered her hand and inserted it between her legs to rub her distended clitoris in rhythm with my thrusts. The additional sensation overwhelmed my wife, tensing her body even more around me. Her orgasm was approaching slowly, in an infinite spiral of pleasure that seemed to tighten around me.
I leaned over her, whispering in her ear:
-¡Eres tan hermosa! ¡Tan perfecta! ¡La mejor!
Words that brought her overflowing pleasure. It wasn't just about making love, but about reaffirming our bond. About demonstrating to each other that we were one another's property.
When my life's woman reached climax, she let out a sharp cry and her body clung to me. I understood what she wanted and increased the rhythm of my thrusts, penetrating her with all my force. I could feel myself sinking deeper into her interior, pressing and compressing her belly, in a wild struggle to achieve my own orgasm.
We collapsed together onto the bed, with muffled sounds absorbed by the pillows. For a moment, we were a sweaty and panting mass. entwined in a passionate embrace.
After a few minutes, I managed to relax enough to pull her out of it and collapse beside her, my chest heaving with the effort. I hugged her between my arms, still gasping for breath.
Marisol leaned affectionately towards me, feeling the warmth of our bodies.
+I love you! – she murmured beautifully, with a sincere voice.
I kissed her lovely forehead and caressed her back, tracing gentle circles to calm her down.
-I also love you, nightingale! – I replied, just as excited as she was.
Despite the difficulty breathing, Marisol didn't stop smiling. She had made me cum like a madwoman. But still, she continued being the same stoic type she fell in love with.
Así that… tomorrow you'll see… Cheryl and her friend Maya… No? – she asked with her voice still agitated.- Yes! - I sighed in response. - Although I don't think I'll sleep with her, if that's what concerns you.
Marisol let out a soft and tender laugh.
+ That's why I love you so much, my love! - she said, caressing my face lovingly. - You're still not aware of how tender, handsome, and sexy you are!
I tried to smile humbly.
- Come on, Marisol! - I asked almost in a tone of complaint. – Maya is still a virgin… and a married woman… and Hindu… so there are many factors to consider before jumping into bed.
My wife kissed me softly on the lips…
+ I know, my love! – she said looking at me kindly, as if it complicated her that I couldn't see things from her perspective. – But you're a good catch: you're handsome, sexy, brave, charming... and you don't realize how many women are crazy about you, my love.
- Nightingale, we're talking about taking away a woman's virginity! – I replied seriously.
She smiled at me with mischief again.
+ And what's wrong with that? You took mine and I'm not complaining! – she responded in a mocking tone. – My love, please understand that you're not a ladies' man. It's true, I admit that you ask me to sleep with a lot... but what I want to say is that when you took mine, you really cared about me. It was good to feel safe and have someone responsible who knew more about what we were trying to do.
- But nightingale, there are cultural factors… - I insisted again.
+ And what's wrong with that? They're crazy and wrong! – my wife barked at me. - Please, darling... when you met me, I could barely contain my hands from not kissing you, hugging you or giving myself to you right then and there. Krishna knew Maya and left without doing anything to her. So why can't you fill that space, literally?
Marisol turned towards me, with her precious breasts pressing against my chest, looking at me with her eyes. The good thing about being married to my nightingale is that my wife can discern well my internal conflict: the struggle between my desires to please their tastes and my own moral compass.
+Love! – she whispered softly, with a compassionate voice. – I know you and I know you won't do anything that would make her feel uncomfortable... and truly, my love, I promise you're not forcing me to do anything... just say you won't close yourself off to the idea that she doesn't want it... I see your eyes and I know you're sincere... and that's why I'm surrendering to you, my love.
I looked at her precious emerald eyes, searching for any hint of doubts or jealousy. What I found was love, pure and unconditional. I knew Marisol was honest with me. She respected me despite my quirks and beliefs.
And I presented my concerns: having grown up in a religious family, the vision of monogamy that I adopted (Because despite everything, the only woman I look at who really interests me in sharing my life is still my wife), the idea of breaking down dogmas established by our religious beliefs.
Marisol listened patiently to my arguments, point by point, and caressed me. She told me that, despite everything, Maya's decision was still hers and she would only wait and see how things developed.
-Thanks, nightingale! – I whispered, kissing her forehead. – You always know what to say!
Marisol blushed, since, despite our years of being married, I could still make her blush like when we first met.
The room became quiet again, with our breathing calmer. We looked at each other and kissed occasionally, always caressing each other. But as the night wore on, fatigue began to envelop us until we fell asleep.
It was 10 am when I decided to take a shower. After having orally satisfied my wife's sex for three hours, I thought she had had enough. Marisol's smile was mischievous and satisfying.
For the twins, the novelty of sushi Saturdays has passed out of fashion, although they still give me their preferences. about what they want to eat on Sunday. For Marisol, on the other hand, it's invigorating to send her husband to satisfy two other women.
+So... if you decide to spend the night there... let me know, okay? – she said, barely calming down her enthusiasm.
-Not a chance, nightingale! – I replied, looking at her with surprise. -I want to sleep with you!
Marisol blushed again. She couldn't understand why I wanted her so much. She was sure that if I were someone else, the idea of spending the night with two women would be irresistible to me. Yet, I still prefer my wife.
-Just to make things clear, you're not going to lock yourself in our bedroom to masturbate, are you? – I asked with genuine concern.
+No! Of course not! – she responded, although she avoided looking at my inquisitive eyes...
I let out a sigh...
-Just... don't get caught... please! – I begged, smiling.
+Don't worry! I won't! – she replied, increasing the intensity of the vibrator inside her.
We kissed and Marisol waved goodbye with her hand, anxious about what awaited me that afternoon...
When I arrived at Cheryl's department parking lot, the vision that awaited me was dazzling: Cheryl wore a tight-fitting, scooped-neck lavender bra that allowed her enormous breasts to wobble like gelatin; a short and fluid white mini-skirt that hugged her seductive buttocks like a dream, earrings in her ears and sandals. And the kiss and hug she gave me caused me to get an erection on the spot.No matter that he greets you like this, right? - she asked ashamedly, glancing at the way my pants were cut off. When she went up the stairs, I felt happy and disappointed at the same time, seeing her black lace underwear, knowing that in the previous weeks she had been completely naked. However, when she reached the last step of the staircase and stopped, I didn't hesitate to lick her ass wildly. She whimpered slightly, begging me hard to stop, while I playfully nibbled on her seductive ass. In the intimacy of her apartment, I left the rice pot, sharing tender glances as we reminisced about the first times we met. I kissed her, sitting her down on the counter, opening her legs while fondling her breasts. She started to whimper slightly, getting closer to my virility and rubbing her thirsty pussy against it. • Marco, stop! - she begged when I was about to penetrate her. - Maya is almost here! Although she had some sense, Cheryl still wanted to feel me inside her, especially after seeing my erect penis struggling to get out of my pants. It didn't make things easier for me, as her open legs showed me her wet and eager pussy waiting to be profaned.I saw his desire to suck me in his eyes, but given the circumstances, it was best to go to the bathroom, wash my face and refresh myself. It didn't do wonders, but it was still manageable.Maya didn't take long to arrive. She had a divine appearance. Although I had seen her most of the time in swimwear or athletic wear, seeing her in normal clothes was something completely different. She wore a blue blouse with the minimum possible neckline, which revealed her abundant breasts; striking high-waisted jeans that accentuated her figure without losing elegance, an elegant belt to match the jeans, simple hoop earrings and a pair of flat shoes.
Hello! - She greeted me timidly, casting a brief glance at the way my pants were hanging, which, although not fully erect, still seemed inflated.I did everything possible to conceal it and she had the kindness of focusing on Cheryl while I was doing so. We chatted for a bit, but it was Cheryl's idea to dive right into the topic. Seeing the girls supported next to the counter was incredible. Both of them had their charm and the space was so small that justified me brushing against them.
The menu for that day would be California rolls, like the first ones I taught Cheryl, who seemed pleased to see us returning to our first steps. We started teaching her the basics: how to prepare rice, how to wrap the rolls, etc.
•I'm sorry my kitchen is so narrow! - Cheryl apologized to Maya, although she didn't hesitate in tilting her butt towards my groin, lightly rubbing against me and panting a bit.
And even though I wanted to be a gentleman and do things right, Maya did the same as Cheryl. At this point, my penis was about to lose control, since my erection was looming over the seam of her rear cleft.
It got worse when Maya started imitating how Cheryl would cut me off with her butt, forcing me to grope both of them to get through the kitchen. But we still managed to make some batches of California rolls.
But while we were teaching, something interesting happened. While we were showing her how to spread sushi rice uniformly over the nori sheet, amazed by Cheryl's skill in her precise movements, Maya suggested an unexpected change in our preparation, considering it could add a bit more flavor.
Surprised, we saw that she searched for something in her purse and pulled out a small bottle of pickled green chilies and Indian spice blends including cumin, coriander, and even a touch of garam masala. She mixed it with the filling and added a pinch of the spice mix. She spread the spicy mixture over the rice and rolled it up easily.
I cut Maya's roll into bite-sized pieces and placed them on a plate. Maya was looking at us expectantly to see how we would react.
The flavor was completely incredible. Despite not being a fan of spicy food, the heat was within my tolerance and gave more life to the flavor.
As we ate, conversation flowed easily, but our secret desires for each other were growing with the passing minutes. The rolls were delicious, but the real banquet was in the way we touched and flirted, with our bodies speaking a language that went beyond words.
Finally, when she couldn't take it anymore, Cheryl leaned over to my side and whispered in my ear:
• Can you follow me?
Maya's eyes opened in surprise at what was happening in front of her. Cheryl took my hand and led me into the living room, asking Maya to follow us. We sat down on the couch and started kissing in front of Maya.
I was taken aback, as I didn't expect Cheryl to act so aggressively. She grabbed my hands and buried them in her breasts, making it clear she was serious.
• Do you know, Maya? Marco's cock is enormous. – Said Cheryl, smiling at her friend.
¿What? No, that's not...- I tried to dissuade her.
• Silence, Marco! – Ordered Cheryl, closing my mouth with her finger while lowering the zipper of my pants. – I'm the only one who has been with more men here... and I can say you're the biggest I've had.
Maya looked impressed. Probably, my penis was the first she'd seen in person. And although I protested, Maya recognized that Cheryl was right.
Cheryl didn't want to wait for Maya's reaction and pulled out my erect penis from my pants. She leaned over and put it in her mouth, with her cheeks hollowing out as she sucked me wildly.
My protests turned into moans of pleasure while Cheryl's tongue played with the tip of my penis. I couldn't believe what was happening, but I felt too good to stop. Maya's eyes were glued on us. It seemed like she had never seen anything like this before. The way Cheryl's mouth rose and fell over my penis, sucking in my cheeks, the sounds she made... it seemed like they were turning her on.
I could see Maya's heat spreading all over her body, with her hand between her legs as she watched us. She was licking her lips, able to see how her desires were growing stronger...
• 'Maya!' – Cheryl said, pulling my penis out of her mouth with a wet slap, looking at her with a mischievous smile. - Do you want to see it closer?
Maya nodded, like a mute entity. Cheryl took her hand and placed it on my erection, guiding her on how to massage me. Once again, I wanted to resist, but feeling the soft palm of her hand, I rolled my eyes with its gentle touch.The room was filled with sounds of agitated breathing and one or two moans. Cheryl's hand moved towards Maya's blouse, slowly unbuttoning it. It revealed a pair of enormous tear-shaped breasts whose nipples were already hard from excitement.
Maya sighed as Cheryl's hand moved towards her own breast, revealing her voluminous breasts, imitating the action. The two sat beside me, with their breasts out, masturbating me together, all three entangled in a silent agreement of luxury and desire.
Ah... like I said... it's quite big... we can still share it. - Cheryl said, offering the tip.
Maya's gaze lit up in heat. I had never felt anything like it before, the desire to try out a man's penis, but the way Cheryl mentioned it seemed tempting. She came closer to my side, her thin breathing on my stomach foreshadowing what was coming... And she took the tip into her mouth.Cheryl watched mesmerized as Maya licked and sucked my penis. Her smile showed a little pride.As if she were initiating Maya into her own secret club of sexual pleasure...
Suddenly, their gazes crossed, animating Maya to breathe deeply and slide more cock into her mouth, filling it completely. Cheryl guided her, showing her how she had learned to use her tongue and hands to drive me crazy.
Because of this, my hips started moving wildly and I had to cling to the sofa cushions with my teeth, trying to hold on. I felt so close to orgasm but didn't want to ruin the moment. In a moment of mental clarity, I looked at them briefly as they conversed casually, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.
Did you like it? Cheryl asked Maya, her voice sensual, coquettish, and catlike.
Maya nodded without releasing my penis from her mouth, her cheeks flushed. For a brief interval, she sighed and responded:
It's surprising!
Mhm, I knew you'd like it, she replied, licking her lips.
She slid onto me and kissed Maya deeply, their tongues dancing together. The taste of my pre-seminal fluid mixed with her saliva, and clearly Maya had never experienced anything like this before.
The kiss became more intense and Cheryl took Maya's breasts, lightly pressing them. Maya moaned in Cheryl's mouth, feeling her breasts harden with each touch.The kiss broke and both of us looked at me and my erection, which was practically jumping, demanding attention. Maya took it back into her mouth, eager to explore more. Cheryl watched for a moment before joining her, her own desires making her want to try me harder.
Together, they took turns sucking and licking me, while their hands explored each other's bodies. Cheryl's hand slid down Maya's pants, making her gasp briefly when she found it wet and ready. She caressed it softly, giving her a pleasure that miraculously didn't make her come instantly.
The pleasure I felt was supernatural as Cheryl's hand squeezed my cock, while Maya devoted herself to sucking me deep in her mouth. I knew I wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer.
-I'm going to come! - I warned them, my voice agitated.
But instead of coming, both of them smiled happily.
Cheryl released me, caressed my head, and asked:
Why don't you come on Maya's face? - she suggested in a mischievous and luxurious voice.
Believe me that in those brief 5-10 seconds, I considered the implications of my actions: we had corrupted Maya, who was a married woman although only on paper, we had taught her to be unfaithful, to suck another man's cock who wasn't her husband, and at that moment, she was about to be defiled with the semen of her first lover.
Maya looked at me, her eyes anxious in a gaze mixed with fear and excitement. She nodded almost supplicantly, and Cheryl took her hand, placing it together with hers at the base of my cock.
My body tensed, feeling the light pressure of both of them, and with a guttural groan, I came, covering Maya's face and breasts with hot, sticky, and Pungent. She sighed, astonished by the sensation, but didn't move aside.
The fourth kept silence, except for our agitated breathing. We looked at each other briefly, smiling at the secret we had just shared.However, Cheryl's tongue and mouth began to explore her friend's dark chest, licking and sucking every drop of my ejaculation in her mouth, warming Maya up a bit more. But as if she were a bird feeding a chick, she kissed Maya on the lips, depositing part of my semen in her mouth, intertwining their tongues in an intoxicating kiss.
And as if Maya couldn't believe the taste Cheryl brought to her mouth, by her own initiative, she sucked the clumps that fell into her hand, occasionally kissing herself back, as Maya's skin became clean and shiny, a product of Cheryl's saliva and remnants of my semen.
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