Reunion with Vicente

After the fifth guy, I distanced myself from Tony and without thinking, an exclusivity with Vicente emerged. After Nelson, Tony started bringing people I didn't like and there were several gay guys at the university who already knew that I was Tony's slut, and they could sell me out to my girlfriend. I left Tony. We parted on good terms, no drama. I told him I would focus on my girl and he respected it. Now, I'm focusing more on my dog and my girl, the truth... I had a boxer dog that was super hot at the time and often my mom would go out with some guy she was seeing (the husband of our neighbor who lived near us), and my sisters were with their husbands so I had the house to myself, and I liked to morbosear with my dog, always bathing it, its clean little pipi, and I'd dress up in my mom's sexy clothes, a mini skirt and I'd give myself over to that dog's cock, already past midnight... what a yummy thing, he'd fall asleep and I'd prepare his pipi, sucking it, he'd lie on his side and I'd get down on all fours or kneel and I'd stick my cock in him, seeing how good I was at fucking with my own dog on the patio floor uffff, so tasty just remembering, used like a slut... (while my girlfriend would take advantage of my nights out with friends to go off with her ex...) I remember calming down a bit with the dog and continuing with her normally, ignoring the signs of infidelity from the ninth month of our relationship until the first anniversary of being together, when I finally blew up but I'll get to that later... I remember one night we were at home, we'd eaten dinner, his parents had gone to bed, and we were in the living room-dining room, feeling each other up, and I always felt insecure about my penis, and I know that my girlfriend and actual wife like big ones, (I always acted crazy in front of the situation where she would cheat on me because I knew that with me she had the stability of a legal relationship in front of both families who got along and loved each other, but behind all this I was having sex with his ex, his workmates, study mates, university classmates of hers, and I would fuck her, but I didn't know how to do it with my dick, so I used my hand up to the knuckles. I would finish myself off because she got tired of using her hand. And sometimes I got frustrated, and one night like that, this thought came to me... maybe my destiny was to be fucked by alpha males, real men, good cocks. That thought wouldn't stop. You're a little faggot, you don't please anyone, you don't even serve for sex, you should be the slut of a real man. I fantasized about seeing her with her ex, but I didn't know what to do after masturbating, I was killing myself with guilt and shame, thinking about seeing them having sex in my face, that they would see me as a faggot. (Years later, I blew their cocks and even introduced them to her vagina). And oh, the heat possessed me, and I got back into the bisexual chat room from her bedroom computer, she was taking a shower, I met a guy who said his name was Viktor, a few years older than me, I don't know... I think it was after I stopped seeing Tony... I was in mid-university studies... The truth is that I took his number and closed the chat, I left that night feeling frustrated with myself for not having a big one and wanting someone to use me like a rag. I left my girlfriend's house because she didn't notice I was like that, and on the way, I called the guy, it turned out to be Vicente, Tony's friend, I loved knowing about him. And I liked the idea of sucking off an unknown guy in my own bed... That night no one would be home and I could spend the night with that male... But even better because I had left with a lot of curiosity about Vicente... He asked if I was still with Tony, I told him no. that I liked knowing about him and that I wanted to see him. -Vicente: 'do you still want me to come to your house?' -'yes, I want you to come, I'll be alone all night, you can stay' -Vicente 'okay, I'll wait for you', he hung up.. I arrived in a taxi, took a bath, got dressed with my sister's short skirt and a sweater. (The next day, I questioned why I dressed like that and ended up just wanting to feel feminine, it was getting out of hand and I felt tasty, submissive, feminine, and very complacent with him).. He arrived in the taxi at midnight. I opened the door, he entered and we kissed once. He picked me up and kept kissing me (he was acuerpado, bigger than me). I remember turning to one side and the taxi driver hadn't started yet and was watching us,(that taxi driver would later blackmail me). I got out and we quickly went into the house, I closed the doors and grabbed Vicente's hand -Vicente: 'are you taking me to your room?' -yes, Vicente, I'll be alone all night' -Vicente: 'what a tasty papi', when we arrived at the room I undressed and he threw me onto the bed, he undressed looking at me, -Vicente '-let me see that bum' I turned around and started moving, -Vicente :'too bad what's lost, Tony' -'yes, I already want a new lover' I said -Vicente 'oh, you're single' 'but no, I don't have a lover' -Vicente: 'well, I can be your lover and if you want, I'll lend you my girlfriend too' At that moment it sounded horrible to me, I wanted to keep my two lives separate, But if I had had those moments that I didn't know how to explain because I had curiosity and a growing morbo for seeing his ex (according to a big black cock), and my white, thin girlfriend 😈. -'at that moment it sounded horrible, the idea of my girl seeing me or Vicente screwing us both' I followed along but don't know. At that moment it didn't seem... That night, he screwed me and broke that divine ass in four, I on top of him, a little to one side, he on top of me... A bucket for each fuck, and he kept getting hard... Until the last one was around 5 am I went to sleep and we slept. In the morning I had breakfast. I sucked him off like it was 8am, got in the shower, and called a taxi while eating. He left. I remember it was Friday to Saturday... almost always I invented that way. Or sometimes from Saturday to Sunday. It would dawn on my new boyfriend Vicente... This would repeat at least twice a month... Sometimes during the week when I didn't have class in the afternoons he'd come for a little while, take his mom's car, and go get his cock sucked off, sometimes he wouldn't wash up and say it didn't matter and we'd end up having sex in the shower without a condom. One of those nights, I remember setting up with him to spend the night together, he arrived in the middle of the night and we had sex until morning. This was from Saturday to Sunday, my mom was supposed to arrive on Monday... I remember getting up early, having breakfast like it was 9am, remembering there were problems with the water service, but we had stored water for bathing and cooking. After breakfast, I was already dressing and wanted to have sex again, I remember he made me kneel down to suck him off for a bit and we went back to bed, I was already on top of him like a slut when I heard the dogs making noise and looked out the window since the bed was stuck to the wall and there was the window, and I saw my mom coming in, felt like I was going to die, got up quickly and told him to go to the bathroom, I put on some clothes but his clothes were still in the room and he was naked in the bathroom, and that's when my mom came in. I greeted her and she asked what was wrong with me, I said nothing, everything was fine, I was with a friend who was going out and he was taking a bath, she started asking who this friend was and how he could be taking a bath if there wasn't any water, I told her we had some water there, she asked where I was going to go, I said it was for a friend's birthday party, what are we going to buy a beer for, ah then she started scolding me like... So early beer, that she wanted to know that friend, No was leaving... In one of those she receives a phone call and goes to her room, And I took advantage and brought the clothes, he got dressed and we left, I introduced him and he was all nervous... We left right away without giving him a chance to ask anything... I told him we were going on foot, she was saying wait for a taxi, and I said no and we left, when I walked by one block away from the house she started sending me messages, what was my mystery, that he was a very suspicious friend. We sat down to take a coffee to get over the scare.. Then I went to a friend's house to give her time and he went home too.. I arrived at night and she asked who that guy was, that wasn't taking it so early, at least she understood from another side and didn't think I was having sex with him.. From then on I told Vicente we wouldn't see each other again at my house... That adventure with the tough guy lasted several months until that day when my mother almost caught us,. Then I dedicated myself to my girlfriend and tried to solve everything I hadn't wanted to face, which were her infidelities with her exes and several people more.. will continue.