And with this account we close the saga. I hope you enjoy it.
It's complicated to explain this situation. My name is Luis. At 50 years old, I feel quite well, and I have (or at least thought I had) a beautiful family, and a good living.
My wife Mónica, who is a few years younger than me, is beautiful and nice, and my daughter Sabrina, who is 20 years old, is unique.
Despite everything, I chose to keep my family together. Despite knowing that my wife is unfaithful, and will always be so.
And it's not that I don't love her. But her nature leads her to excess. It's true that our relationships have been spaced out for some time now, due to routine, worries, and surely the years, but I never thought my innocent wife would do what she is doing.
How did it all start? I don't know. I can only tell you how brutally I found out.
I travel a lot for business, and my wife and daughter are left alone at home. I imagine that when Sabrina was little, there weren't any problems, but clearly things must have changed when she started going out and my wife was left alone. I imagine she's been cheating on me for several years now, and I was gathering strength to confront my wife with the truth and listen to what she has to say, but I was afraid that after hearing her story, we wouldn't be able to continue living together. And I love her deeply, even if I don't show it as much as I should. To make things even stranger, I had never been unfaithful before. But it seems that's my problem and not my wife's.
But let's get back to the story. My daughter had started a relationship with a boy of her age, and some friends of her boyfriend began to frequent our house. I didn't have any problems because they all seemed like good kids from good families. One Friday I had to travel and couldn't return until Monday, but some gatherings were suspended and I found myself returning home late on Saturday night. I couldn't wait to get home, take a shower, and go to bed next to my wife, and in a We hadn't had sex for a while and I was taking advantage of my daughter being gone to have some with my wife, as she had probably left the house. I entered without making a sound. The TV could be heard from upstairs. Next to the door, two pairs of shoes caught my attention. I put my briefcase on the sofa and went up the stairs quietly. But when I got halfway and could see the door to my wife's bedroom, I froze. From the bedroom, the dim light of the TV was coming out, but in the doorway, a body was seen in an unusual position. I took a few more steps and recognized Miguel, with my daughter in front of him. The bastard was screwing her in my bedroom door, still wearing his pants. How could this be? And why hadn't my wife stopped it?. I stood there looking for answers, but couldn't find any. It eventually became clear that Miguel was filling my daughter up without mercy. After a moment, they adjusted their clothes and I quickly went back down, took my briefcase and hid in the kitchen. They came downstairs embracing. I opened the kitchen door to listen to what they were saying. Well, now let's leave our friends and family to keep having fun since it's still early, and we're going to my apartment where there's some cum left for you. I froze. What did that mean?. When they closed the door, I went back up and saw a dantesque scene from the bedroom doorway. My wife was on all fours on the bed, with Francisco's cock in her mouth and Julián's buried deep in her sex, while the young man was pumping away without pause. A man sat in a chair next to the bed, enjoying the scene. I stood there frozen, not knowing what to do. For a moment, I thought about going in and beating them up, but then I assumed I was outnumbered and decided to wait and see what happened. I must admit that the situation excited me. Finally, Julián reached climax and vacation inside my wife who fell on the unfolded bed, with the fungus on top of her.
The boys got off the bed.
After a few moments, my wife recovered and turned over.
- Go give yourself a shower, said the man sitting down.
My wife looked at him and simply obeyed, getting up and entering the bathroom. The sound of the showerhead left no doubt about what she was doing.
At that moment, the man who was sitting down got up.
- Do you like Dad? Francisco said.
- She's a good slut, but now they're leaving and we're alone. I don't like the public.
I quickly entered my daughter's room which was in front of me. I listened to the footsteps walking away and the front door closing. I came out slowly and waited. The bathroom door opened and my wife must have come out.
- You are very beautiful, said a male voice, come undress me
At that moment, I approached the door again, which was now barely ajar. The bed was in view, but not the rest of the room. However, through the mirror in front of me, I could see what was happening behind the door, in the hidden area. My wife began to undress him slowly and very sensually, without stopping to look at him, while he was discovering his anatomy. When she finished undressing him, I realized who it was coming out Francisco. This man had a spectacular equipment. My mother stepped back a few steps, not to miss any detail. Finally, taking hold of her belt, they approached the bed. His cock morcillona, swayed as he walked.
She sat down on the edge in front of him.
- Suck, come on, he said, giving her a pat on the head, and my mother obediently took it with her hand and put it in her mouth. After a while, the man separated himself. Now if he showed off his lance in good condition. He was relaxed and rigid. His half-covered purple head was impressive.
My mother quickly got into bed, lying on her back, slightly apart from her legs.
The male went to the foot of the bed, and from there, He trepó until he was on top of my wife, who had separated her legs when she saw him coming. It was a curious situation. No one spoke. The gazes of the two said it all. When he remained between her legs, he placed his hands on the side of her head and, without needing an order, she inserted her hand between their bodies to guide him to his destination. When he was in position, her legs wrapped around his kidneys, and she waited without stopping looking at him. That fixed gaze between them was the most exciting part of the scene. Slowly, the man possessed her with delicacy but firmness, knowing himself to be the master of the situation. My wife took hold of his shoulders and now yes, pulled her head back and moaned in pleasure. The male inserted himself all the way to the bottom and slowly began to caress her.
The excitement I felt was greater than anger or shame. I didn't believe my wife capable of enjoying herself so much. Nor of giving so much pleasure. The two of them on the bed wove a sexual experience like true masters.
After a while, the male withdrew and made her turn onto her side to position himself behind her and lift one leg to penetrate her completely again. They did this for a bit, then it was his turn to lie down in bed, and my wife, like a true amazon, mounted him and impaled herself. In that position, she achieved her first orgasm, while her breasts were being caressed very sensually.
I lost track of time. When the male put her on all fours, she achieved her third orgasm, if not for one having escaped me, and the male finally emptied himself, screaming and moaning like an animal.
My wife immediately turned around and took him in her mouth to clean him completely. And she kept him in her mouth until he recovered his hardness and the session seemed like it was going to last all night.
I slowly got up, took my briefcase, and left for a hotel. I stayed there until Monday, when I had to return.
My wife never commented on what happened. When I returned, she was happy and Attentive. That night we had relations and they were spectacular, between the heat I had because of what I had seen and my wife's unbridled behavior that didn't disgust her with anything. If before it was hard for me to get her to give me a blow job, now she had to fight for a while to get her out of her mouth. That night we even sodomyed, something I had never allowed myself before. And I have to confess that it went in like nothing. Obviously, I wasn't the first one.
This way the days passed. Even my daughter's boyfriend Miguel would mock me in a dialogue loaded with second intentions, which I responded innocently so no one would suspect what I knew.
A few weeks later, I simulated a trip. My daughter had broken up with Miguel and there was no reason for him and his friends to appear at my house. I needed to know what was going on.
That night I stayed watching over my residence, when my family thought I was very far away.
Around midnight, my daughter got out and went up to a car that was waiting for her, and almost immediately my wife, very dressed up, came out too. It surprised me, so I decided to follow her.
A few blocks further, my wife stopped the car and I see Miguel quickly get in. I felt even more intrigued.
For about 15 minutes we moved away from the populated area, arriving at a residential zone with houses. My wife's car stopped and the occupants got out. Quickly they passed through a checkpoint and entered the residence park.
I parked, got out, and tried to enter. They prevented me.
-I'm sorry sir, no one can enter alone, they said kindly.
-But I have family members and friends there, I said.
-I'm sorry. Without a partner you don't get in. That's the place's rule. It's for balance.
I stayed there not knowing what to do.
At that moment, a man with two women approached the entrance.
-I'm sorry sir, only one of the ladies can pass. It's for couples.
-But she's a friend, and I always come here. Can't they make an exception?
-No way, they answered. man looked around and saw me standing there. He approached quickly
- Sir, are you going in?
- I wanted to but I don't have a partner
- I've got the solution, come with me, he said, taking my arm and bringing me to his group.
- Carla, sir is...
- Luis, I said
- Luis, Carla will be your partner so both of you can enter. It means no commitment, you know. Each one does their own thing inside, he said smiling.
We agreed and immediately paid and let us in. The price seemed astronomical to me but I paid without complaining.
When we entered, I approached the man
- Look, I've never been here before. What kind of place is this?
- Ahh, you're lucky. It's a very special place. Here everything goes, but there are simple rules.
- What are they? I asked, surprised
- Nobody asks anyone's name. And today is women's night. You'll explain. Today we're the slaves. The women choose us and tell us what to do. You can't talk to any woman unless she talks to you first and of course you can't chase after any.
- What if someone chooses me?
- She'll give you a ticket and you have to obey and satisfy all her desires. Isn't that bad, right?
I was left stunned. Did such places really exist? I couldn't believe it but what worried me most was what my wife was doing.
As we entered, they gave each man a mask and a notebook with 3 tickets for each woman. Then trays of drinks and food circulated freely.
I started walking around the party, trying to find my wife, with the advantage given by the mask and dim lighting.
I walked through the hall, the garden, and when I got back to the bar, my wife was sitting taking a drink. I sat down a few seats away and pretended not to look at her. She didn't notice my presence.
Several women approached her to talk, and I could hear some conversations
- Is this your first time?
- Yes, she brought me as a friend. Tell me what it's about.
- Well, today is women's night, so we have all the rights. No man will approach anyone to talk. With you. You have that ability. And if anyone likes you, you can use it for as long as you want. Just give them one of the vouchers from the book they gave you at the entrance. The limit is 3. When the male has 3, he doesn't have to satisfy you, but honestly, I don't think he's even capable, he said laughing.
- And how do I relate with them?
- When you feel like it, go around the hall and take them out to dance if you want to try them first, or directly choose the one that turns you on and take him to the available room. Upstairs there are bedrooms, and down here, in a bit, they'll set up reserved areas that you can use freely.
- Do you always come?
- Always when I can get away from my husband. You know, it's a very practical way to break the routine. I don't relate with any man in particular who would then call me at home at inconvenient times, I don't have to worry about schedules and secret dates. I come every now and then, choose a couple of men that I like, relieve myself, and go back home fresh as a lettuce. And now I'm leaving. Good luck. Have fun, he said laughing and walked away.
I retired quietly and went towards the door. I had heard everything I needed to hear. My wife had gone there with one of her lovers to prostitute herself in every way possible. And suddenly decided to stay and see how far it would go.
I kept a distance so she wouldn't recognize me but didn't lose sight of her. She walked around the hall and took out a man to dance. Already on the floor, I noticed how he started caressing her back, chest, and how his hand went down to explore her crotch. The man let him do it without saying a word. Suddenly she spoke in his ear and the man began to caress her breasts over her clothes. Later they separated.
Then she took out another man, and repeated the same strategy. She was really checking them all out before choosing. So went several men, and each time she got bolder with the caresses she gave and received. She asked them to give it to her. Finally, the moment arrived when the guy was putting his fingers in her sex, while she was twisting with pleasure.
It was at that moment when something strange occurred. A hand touched my shoulder and, as I turned around, I found a beautiful woman who barely made it to 30 years old, and who ordered me to dance with her. I had no other choice but to accept, since those were the rules of the game. Already on the dance floor, she stuck to me, and praised how well I danced. She also told me that she liked older men and that these gatherings were great because she could choose several and feel satisfied.
- You know, young guys recover faster and can make you come multiple times, but they don't have the quality of mature men. Here I can choose several mature men who far surpass any young guy, she said to me as we moved around.
Of course my cock was hard like a post, because of what I had seen from my woman, but above all, because of the situation I was living in.
She lowered her hand and felt my erect sex.
- Hmmm, you've reacted well. Maybe I should spend a voucher on you. Is it worth it?, she said and continued moving and rubbing against my body.
After a while, she decided. She took me by the hand and led me to one of the reserved areas they had set up near the dance floor.
We sat down on a couch. I waited for her orders. She handed me a voucher that I kept in my pocket.
- Well, first you're going to give me a good oral job. I want to feel your tongue on my sex, she said, spreading her legs. I knelt down, lifted up her dress and spreading her legs even more, buried my head between them. When my tongue touched her pubic area, I immediately noticed she was wet. Without haste, I started exploring it with my tongue, ending up playing with her clitoris and pushing it as far in as possible. She began to moan and sigh and grabbed my head, trying to prevent me from withdrawing, which I had little desire to do.
We kept going for a good while. a while, until he finally came, flooding my mouth with his juices.
I left there below more excited than I had ever been before. I wanted to screw her, but unfortunately I wasn't the one in charge.
- Hmm, I really enjoyed it. It's been a while since I received such a sensual cunilingus.
Let me rest for a bit.
Disappointed and excited, I left the reserved area. I searched for my wife, but she was no longer on the dance floor. I walked around the ground floor without being able to find her, and then I went up to the bedrooms.
All had their doors slightly open. It seemed that voyeurism was part of the show. Clearly people were there not only to release themselves, but also to see and be seen. They were all degenerates. And they were having a great time, I must say.
I kept peeking into the bedrooms, spying on the most scandalous situations imaginable, and finally found my wife. She was being mounted like a sexy girl in the fourth bedroom. The guy was giving it to her with gusto, as if he wanted to tear her apart, and she was the one demanding that he be more and more violent.
- Come on, show me you're not a faggot, asshole, give it to me hard, come on, take it easy, hit me again, and the guy kept giving it to her more and more violently. Finally, my wife came and the guy did the same, falling onto her. I left before he recognized me.
As I passed by another room, I felt someone calling out to me. I looked in and surprised a woman of around 50 years old, but well-preserved, who was naked with her legs open and being ravished by a muscular young guy.
- Come here, she called out amidst her moans. I approached.
- Take one of the tickets from the table, she said, which I did.
- Now give me your cock, I need to fill my mouth with semen while this kid fills my vagina. I approached and lowered my pants, leaving my sex exposed. It was erect like never before. She took it in her mouth and started sucking like a vacuum cleaner, weighing my balls. The sensation It was spectacular. When he reached orgasm, he squeezed his lover to make him come, which made him start doing the same and squeeze my balls to make me cum. In front of the scene, there was nothing else I could do, so I let go. I never ejaculated that much, and the very slut swallowed it all without a word. We stayed like that for a minute until she cleaned me up completely, I got dressed, and I left. I already had two tickets and honestly, I didn't have a bad time.
When I went down, I went to the bar to get something, and there was my wife accompanied by her occasional lover coming down the stairs. They separated at the bottom without even greeting each other. It seemed like they'd never seen each other before.
My wife came to the bar and ordered a drink. I stayed hidden in the corner where I was. With the semidarkness, she could barely see a lump.
She walked around and didn't even notice me. She looked beyond me and observed a boy leaning against a column. She called him over with a gesture, and he came closer.
I have plans, he said when he arrived.
Sorry, I have my three tickets, so now I'm going to rest, she said, smiling, and walked away.
I felt her curse under her breath. The woman who had talked to her earlier came back over.
How are you doing?
Not bad at all, but I still have two tickets and can't find anything worth it.
Look, in the park there's a tall, gray-haired man. He's not much to look at, but I assure you he has the best cock of the whole party. I don't know if he'll still be receiving any more tickets. I found him at the previous gathering, and I can assure you he split me in two. After that, I couldn't keep going and had to go home. If you can handle it, find him, she said, looking towards where I was.
She came over and took my hand, leading me to the dance floor. I could see my wife heading determinedly towards the park. Finally, my partner took my hand and led me to the reserved area.
We were there in Full of desire when I see my wife positioning herself on the couch next to me with a man who matched the reports that had been given to her. The truth is, I looked better, but the conversation had piqued my curiosity.
While my woman was sucking my cock with true dedication, I could see how my wife was being screwed by her partner, as he discovered her breasts and began to suck them. My wife, meanwhile, was slowly undressing him.
When he finally took off his pants, I almost applauded. That wasn't a cock. It was a sea serpent. It didn't measure less than 25 cm, and it was thick like an aerosol. My friend hadn't been wrong. What she didn't know was how my wife would eat that huge piece.
When my partner got down on all fours on the couch, inviting me to penetrate her, I didn't need to be asked again. I was excited once more.
I could see how my wife tried to suck that monster, but barely managed with her head, then she reclined against the backrest of the couch and parted her legs, inviting him in. The guy slowly adjusted himself, raised his two legs, spread them well, and rested his cock's head between my innocent wife's vaginal lips. She lowered her hand and positioned it.
- Slow down, you big stud, I heard. You'll know when to push, she said.
- Yes, ma'am, replied the animal, warming up my wife even more with her submission.
- Push a little bit, she said finally, and with a sinuous movement he got about 5 cm inside her body.
- Uffff, you're filling me up, wait, wait. Ahhh, now yes, push a little more, she ordered, and with another movement, he lost himself in her body.
At that moment, my partner demanded my attention. She was about to climax. She began to moan and sigh, asking me to move and I complied. I finally got all the way in while she reached her climax, and there I stayed, controlling my ejaculation, which being the second one was easier.
On the couch next to us, the battle was beginning to define itself. together. My wife had almost eaten the whole piece of her male. I couldn't believe it. Thinking that when I penetrated her with force she would cry out that it hurt. She was a good actress.
Finally, her partner pushed and impaled her completely. My woman howled with pleasure.
- Ahhh, this is what I needed, what I came for. A real cock, a cock for a hot woman like me, ahhhh, move on, tear me apart, she groaned.
And her partner began to caress her like a master. When I saw the scene my cock hardened even more if that was possible and since my partner had recovered, I took her out, turned her over, and positioned myself between her legs, driving it in with fury, making her scream.
I started a wild piston, following the rhythm marked by my wife's male. But when my partner came, I filled her completely. My neighbor continued for 10 more minutes. I imagine that my wife's vagina must have been left raw. She felt me come several times and finally she drove it all the way in and emptied herself completely.
We remained quiet for a while. My partner got up first, greeted me, and left. Although it seems like a lie, my cock was still hard, and on an impulsive move, I got up, turned around the sofas, and offered my cock to my wife. She was still semi-conscious from the treatment she had received, without saying a word, she took it in her mouth and began to suck me. Her male dismounted her and started masturbating while looking at the scene. Later, after a while, I came in her mouth, although I have to admit that there wasn't much left to give her. But when I withdrew, her partner approached and sticking his cock tip into her mouth emptied himself like a possessed one. Her mouth overflowed with semen on all sides and she had to swallow and swallow not to choke. I got dressed and left quickly. I went back to my car and from there to a hotel.
Monday I returned home as if nothing had happened. I had discovered many things that weekend. My wife didn't want to have relations until Wednesday, I imagine it was because of the experience of the mansion. It must have hurt her quite a bit. The week before I told my wife that my work colleagues had told me about a mansion where very special parties were held and that it might be a good idea to go to get out of the routine. Her eyes lit up, but she quickly restrained herself.
- And what kind of parties are those?
- Well, they seem quite liberal, where everyone can do and be with whoever they want, I said innocently.
- If you want, I'll accompany you, but you know I'm very shy, I don't know how everything will go, she said showing off her acting skills, for your sake I'll make an effort, she said modestly and lowering her gaze.
We'll be going together tonight. It's a men's night, so my wife already knows that all she'll have to do is obey.
It's complicated to explain this situation. My name is Luis. At 50 years old, I feel quite well, and I have (or at least thought I had) a beautiful family, and a good living.
My wife Mónica, who is a few years younger than me, is beautiful and nice, and my daughter Sabrina, who is 20 years old, is unique.
Despite everything, I chose to keep my family together. Despite knowing that my wife is unfaithful, and will always be so.
And it's not that I don't love her. But her nature leads her to excess. It's true that our relationships have been spaced out for some time now, due to routine, worries, and surely the years, but I never thought my innocent wife would do what she is doing.
How did it all start? I don't know. I can only tell you how brutally I found out.
I travel a lot for business, and my wife and daughter are left alone at home. I imagine that when Sabrina was little, there weren't any problems, but clearly things must have changed when she started going out and my wife was left alone. I imagine she's been cheating on me for several years now, and I was gathering strength to confront my wife with the truth and listen to what she has to say, but I was afraid that after hearing her story, we wouldn't be able to continue living together. And I love her deeply, even if I don't show it as much as I should. To make things even stranger, I had never been unfaithful before. But it seems that's my problem and not my wife's.
But let's get back to the story. My daughter had started a relationship with a boy of her age, and some friends of her boyfriend began to frequent our house. I didn't have any problems because they all seemed like good kids from good families. One Friday I had to travel and couldn't return until Monday, but some gatherings were suspended and I found myself returning home late on Saturday night. I couldn't wait to get home, take a shower, and go to bed next to my wife, and in a We hadn't had sex for a while and I was taking advantage of my daughter being gone to have some with my wife, as she had probably left the house. I entered without making a sound. The TV could be heard from upstairs. Next to the door, two pairs of shoes caught my attention. I put my briefcase on the sofa and went up the stairs quietly. But when I got halfway and could see the door to my wife's bedroom, I froze. From the bedroom, the dim light of the TV was coming out, but in the doorway, a body was seen in an unusual position. I took a few more steps and recognized Miguel, with my daughter in front of him. The bastard was screwing her in my bedroom door, still wearing his pants. How could this be? And why hadn't my wife stopped it?. I stood there looking for answers, but couldn't find any. It eventually became clear that Miguel was filling my daughter up without mercy. After a moment, they adjusted their clothes and I quickly went back down, took my briefcase and hid in the kitchen. They came downstairs embracing. I opened the kitchen door to listen to what they were saying. Well, now let's leave our friends and family to keep having fun since it's still early, and we're going to my apartment where there's some cum left for you. I froze. What did that mean?. When they closed the door, I went back up and saw a dantesque scene from the bedroom doorway. My wife was on all fours on the bed, with Francisco's cock in her mouth and Julián's buried deep in her sex, while the young man was pumping away without pause. A man sat in a chair next to the bed, enjoying the scene. I stood there frozen, not knowing what to do. For a moment, I thought about going in and beating them up, but then I assumed I was outnumbered and decided to wait and see what happened. I must admit that the situation excited me. Finally, Julián reached climax and vacation inside my wife who fell on the unfolded bed, with the fungus on top of her.
The boys got off the bed.
After a few moments, my wife recovered and turned over.
- Go give yourself a shower, said the man sitting down.
My wife looked at him and simply obeyed, getting up and entering the bathroom. The sound of the showerhead left no doubt about what she was doing.
At that moment, the man who was sitting down got up.
- Do you like Dad? Francisco said.
- She's a good slut, but now they're leaving and we're alone. I don't like the public.
I quickly entered my daughter's room which was in front of me. I listened to the footsteps walking away and the front door closing. I came out slowly and waited. The bathroom door opened and my wife must have come out.
- You are very beautiful, said a male voice, come undress me
At that moment, I approached the door again, which was now barely ajar. The bed was in view, but not the rest of the room. However, through the mirror in front of me, I could see what was happening behind the door, in the hidden area. My wife began to undress him slowly and very sensually, without stopping to look at him, while he was discovering his anatomy. When she finished undressing him, I realized who it was coming out Francisco. This man had a spectacular equipment. My mother stepped back a few steps, not to miss any detail. Finally, taking hold of her belt, they approached the bed. His cock morcillona, swayed as he walked.
She sat down on the edge in front of him.
- Suck, come on, he said, giving her a pat on the head, and my mother obediently took it with her hand and put it in her mouth. After a while, the man separated himself. Now if he showed off his lance in good condition. He was relaxed and rigid. His half-covered purple head was impressive.
My mother quickly got into bed, lying on her back, slightly apart from her legs.
The male went to the foot of the bed, and from there, He trepó until he was on top of my wife, who had separated her legs when she saw him coming. It was a curious situation. No one spoke. The gazes of the two said it all. When he remained between her legs, he placed his hands on the side of her head and, without needing an order, she inserted her hand between their bodies to guide him to his destination. When he was in position, her legs wrapped around his kidneys, and she waited without stopping looking at him. That fixed gaze between them was the most exciting part of the scene. Slowly, the man possessed her with delicacy but firmness, knowing himself to be the master of the situation. My wife took hold of his shoulders and now yes, pulled her head back and moaned in pleasure. The male inserted himself all the way to the bottom and slowly began to caress her.
The excitement I felt was greater than anger or shame. I didn't believe my wife capable of enjoying herself so much. Nor of giving so much pleasure. The two of them on the bed wove a sexual experience like true masters.
After a while, the male withdrew and made her turn onto her side to position himself behind her and lift one leg to penetrate her completely again. They did this for a bit, then it was his turn to lie down in bed, and my wife, like a true amazon, mounted him and impaled herself. In that position, she achieved her first orgasm, while her breasts were being caressed very sensually.
I lost track of time. When the male put her on all fours, she achieved her third orgasm, if not for one having escaped me, and the male finally emptied himself, screaming and moaning like an animal.
My wife immediately turned around and took him in her mouth to clean him completely. And she kept him in her mouth until he recovered his hardness and the session seemed like it was going to last all night.
I slowly got up, took my briefcase, and left for a hotel. I stayed there until Monday, when I had to return.
My wife never commented on what happened. When I returned, she was happy and Attentive. That night we had relations and they were spectacular, between the heat I had because of what I had seen and my wife's unbridled behavior that didn't disgust her with anything. If before it was hard for me to get her to give me a blow job, now she had to fight for a while to get her out of her mouth. That night we even sodomyed, something I had never allowed myself before. And I have to confess that it went in like nothing. Obviously, I wasn't the first one.
This way the days passed. Even my daughter's boyfriend Miguel would mock me in a dialogue loaded with second intentions, which I responded innocently so no one would suspect what I knew.
A few weeks later, I simulated a trip. My daughter had broken up with Miguel and there was no reason for him and his friends to appear at my house. I needed to know what was going on.
That night I stayed watching over my residence, when my family thought I was very far away.
Around midnight, my daughter got out and went up to a car that was waiting for her, and almost immediately my wife, very dressed up, came out too. It surprised me, so I decided to follow her.
A few blocks further, my wife stopped the car and I see Miguel quickly get in. I felt even more intrigued.
For about 15 minutes we moved away from the populated area, arriving at a residential zone with houses. My wife's car stopped and the occupants got out. Quickly they passed through a checkpoint and entered the residence park.
I parked, got out, and tried to enter. They prevented me.
-I'm sorry sir, no one can enter alone, they said kindly.
-But I have family members and friends there, I said.
-I'm sorry. Without a partner you don't get in. That's the place's rule. It's for balance.
I stayed there not knowing what to do.
At that moment, a man with two women approached the entrance.
-I'm sorry sir, only one of the ladies can pass. It's for couples.
-But she's a friend, and I always come here. Can't they make an exception?
-No way, they answered. man looked around and saw me standing there. He approached quickly
- Sir, are you going in?
- I wanted to but I don't have a partner
- I've got the solution, come with me, he said, taking my arm and bringing me to his group.
- Carla, sir is...
- Luis, I said
- Luis, Carla will be your partner so both of you can enter. It means no commitment, you know. Each one does their own thing inside, he said smiling.
We agreed and immediately paid and let us in. The price seemed astronomical to me but I paid without complaining.
When we entered, I approached the man
- Look, I've never been here before. What kind of place is this?
- Ahh, you're lucky. It's a very special place. Here everything goes, but there are simple rules.
- What are they? I asked, surprised
- Nobody asks anyone's name. And today is women's night. You'll explain. Today we're the slaves. The women choose us and tell us what to do. You can't talk to any woman unless she talks to you first and of course you can't chase after any.
- What if someone chooses me?
- She'll give you a ticket and you have to obey and satisfy all her desires. Isn't that bad, right?
I was left stunned. Did such places really exist? I couldn't believe it but what worried me most was what my wife was doing.
As we entered, they gave each man a mask and a notebook with 3 tickets for each woman. Then trays of drinks and food circulated freely.
I started walking around the party, trying to find my wife, with the advantage given by the mask and dim lighting.
I walked through the hall, the garden, and when I got back to the bar, my wife was sitting taking a drink. I sat down a few seats away and pretended not to look at her. She didn't notice my presence.
Several women approached her to talk, and I could hear some conversations
- Is this your first time?
- Yes, she brought me as a friend. Tell me what it's about.
- Well, today is women's night, so we have all the rights. No man will approach anyone to talk. With you. You have that ability. And if anyone likes you, you can use it for as long as you want. Just give them one of the vouchers from the book they gave you at the entrance. The limit is 3. When the male has 3, he doesn't have to satisfy you, but honestly, I don't think he's even capable, he said laughing.
- And how do I relate with them?
- When you feel like it, go around the hall and take them out to dance if you want to try them first, or directly choose the one that turns you on and take him to the available room. Upstairs there are bedrooms, and down here, in a bit, they'll set up reserved areas that you can use freely.
- Do you always come?
- Always when I can get away from my husband. You know, it's a very practical way to break the routine. I don't relate with any man in particular who would then call me at home at inconvenient times, I don't have to worry about schedules and secret dates. I come every now and then, choose a couple of men that I like, relieve myself, and go back home fresh as a lettuce. And now I'm leaving. Good luck. Have fun, he said laughing and walked away.
I retired quietly and went towards the door. I had heard everything I needed to hear. My wife had gone there with one of her lovers to prostitute herself in every way possible. And suddenly decided to stay and see how far it would go.
I kept a distance so she wouldn't recognize me but didn't lose sight of her. She walked around the hall and took out a man to dance. Already on the floor, I noticed how he started caressing her back, chest, and how his hand went down to explore her crotch. The man let him do it without saying a word. Suddenly she spoke in his ear and the man began to caress her breasts over her clothes. Later they separated.
Then she took out another man, and repeated the same strategy. She was really checking them all out before choosing. So went several men, and each time she got bolder with the caresses she gave and received. She asked them to give it to her. Finally, the moment arrived when the guy was putting his fingers in her sex, while she was twisting with pleasure.
It was at that moment when something strange occurred. A hand touched my shoulder and, as I turned around, I found a beautiful woman who barely made it to 30 years old, and who ordered me to dance with her. I had no other choice but to accept, since those were the rules of the game. Already on the dance floor, she stuck to me, and praised how well I danced. She also told me that she liked older men and that these gatherings were great because she could choose several and feel satisfied.
- You know, young guys recover faster and can make you come multiple times, but they don't have the quality of mature men. Here I can choose several mature men who far surpass any young guy, she said to me as we moved around.
Of course my cock was hard like a post, because of what I had seen from my woman, but above all, because of the situation I was living in.
She lowered her hand and felt my erect sex.
- Hmmm, you've reacted well. Maybe I should spend a voucher on you. Is it worth it?, she said and continued moving and rubbing against my body.
After a while, she decided. She took me by the hand and led me to one of the reserved areas they had set up near the dance floor.
We sat down on a couch. I waited for her orders. She handed me a voucher that I kept in my pocket.
- Well, first you're going to give me a good oral job. I want to feel your tongue on my sex, she said, spreading her legs. I knelt down, lifted up her dress and spreading her legs even more, buried my head between them. When my tongue touched her pubic area, I immediately noticed she was wet. Without haste, I started exploring it with my tongue, ending up playing with her clitoris and pushing it as far in as possible. She began to moan and sigh and grabbed my head, trying to prevent me from withdrawing, which I had little desire to do.
We kept going for a good while. a while, until he finally came, flooding my mouth with his juices.
I left there below more excited than I had ever been before. I wanted to screw her, but unfortunately I wasn't the one in charge.
- Hmm, I really enjoyed it. It's been a while since I received such a sensual cunilingus.
Let me rest for a bit.
Disappointed and excited, I left the reserved area. I searched for my wife, but she was no longer on the dance floor. I walked around the ground floor without being able to find her, and then I went up to the bedrooms.
All had their doors slightly open. It seemed that voyeurism was part of the show. Clearly people were there not only to release themselves, but also to see and be seen. They were all degenerates. And they were having a great time, I must say.
I kept peeking into the bedrooms, spying on the most scandalous situations imaginable, and finally found my wife. She was being mounted like a sexy girl in the fourth bedroom. The guy was giving it to her with gusto, as if he wanted to tear her apart, and she was the one demanding that he be more and more violent.
- Come on, show me you're not a faggot, asshole, give it to me hard, come on, take it easy, hit me again, and the guy kept giving it to her more and more violently. Finally, my wife came and the guy did the same, falling onto her. I left before he recognized me.
As I passed by another room, I felt someone calling out to me. I looked in and surprised a woman of around 50 years old, but well-preserved, who was naked with her legs open and being ravished by a muscular young guy.
- Come here, she called out amidst her moans. I approached.
- Take one of the tickets from the table, she said, which I did.
- Now give me your cock, I need to fill my mouth with semen while this kid fills my vagina. I approached and lowered my pants, leaving my sex exposed. It was erect like never before. She took it in her mouth and started sucking like a vacuum cleaner, weighing my balls. The sensation It was spectacular. When he reached orgasm, he squeezed his lover to make him come, which made him start doing the same and squeeze my balls to make me cum. In front of the scene, there was nothing else I could do, so I let go. I never ejaculated that much, and the very slut swallowed it all without a word. We stayed like that for a minute until she cleaned me up completely, I got dressed, and I left. I already had two tickets and honestly, I didn't have a bad time.
When I went down, I went to the bar to get something, and there was my wife accompanied by her occasional lover coming down the stairs. They separated at the bottom without even greeting each other. It seemed like they'd never seen each other before.
My wife came to the bar and ordered a drink. I stayed hidden in the corner where I was. With the semidarkness, she could barely see a lump.
She walked around and didn't even notice me. She looked beyond me and observed a boy leaning against a column. She called him over with a gesture, and he came closer.
I have plans, he said when he arrived.
Sorry, I have my three tickets, so now I'm going to rest, she said, smiling, and walked away.
I felt her curse under her breath. The woman who had talked to her earlier came back over.
How are you doing?
Not bad at all, but I still have two tickets and can't find anything worth it.
Look, in the park there's a tall, gray-haired man. He's not much to look at, but I assure you he has the best cock of the whole party. I don't know if he'll still be receiving any more tickets. I found him at the previous gathering, and I can assure you he split me in two. After that, I couldn't keep going and had to go home. If you can handle it, find him, she said, looking towards where I was.
She came over and took my hand, leading me to the dance floor. I could see my wife heading determinedly towards the park. Finally, my partner took my hand and led me to the reserved area.
We were there in Full of desire when I see my wife positioning herself on the couch next to me with a man who matched the reports that had been given to her. The truth is, I looked better, but the conversation had piqued my curiosity.
While my woman was sucking my cock with true dedication, I could see how my wife was being screwed by her partner, as he discovered her breasts and began to suck them. My wife, meanwhile, was slowly undressing him.
When he finally took off his pants, I almost applauded. That wasn't a cock. It was a sea serpent. It didn't measure less than 25 cm, and it was thick like an aerosol. My friend hadn't been wrong. What she didn't know was how my wife would eat that huge piece.
When my partner got down on all fours on the couch, inviting me to penetrate her, I didn't need to be asked again. I was excited once more.
I could see how my wife tried to suck that monster, but barely managed with her head, then she reclined against the backrest of the couch and parted her legs, inviting him in. The guy slowly adjusted himself, raised his two legs, spread them well, and rested his cock's head between my innocent wife's vaginal lips. She lowered her hand and positioned it.
- Slow down, you big stud, I heard. You'll know when to push, she said.
- Yes, ma'am, replied the animal, warming up my wife even more with her submission.
- Push a little bit, she said finally, and with a sinuous movement he got about 5 cm inside her body.
- Uffff, you're filling me up, wait, wait. Ahhh, now yes, push a little more, she ordered, and with another movement, he lost himself in her body.
At that moment, my partner demanded my attention. She was about to climax. She began to moan and sigh, asking me to move and I complied. I finally got all the way in while she reached her climax, and there I stayed, controlling my ejaculation, which being the second one was easier.
On the couch next to us, the battle was beginning to define itself. together. My wife had almost eaten the whole piece of her male. I couldn't believe it. Thinking that when I penetrated her with force she would cry out that it hurt. She was a good actress.
Finally, her partner pushed and impaled her completely. My woman howled with pleasure.
- Ahhh, this is what I needed, what I came for. A real cock, a cock for a hot woman like me, ahhhh, move on, tear me apart, she groaned.
And her partner began to caress her like a master. When I saw the scene my cock hardened even more if that was possible and since my partner had recovered, I took her out, turned her over, and positioned myself between her legs, driving it in with fury, making her scream.
I started a wild piston, following the rhythm marked by my wife's male. But when my partner came, I filled her completely. My neighbor continued for 10 more minutes. I imagine that my wife's vagina must have been left raw. She felt me come several times and finally she drove it all the way in and emptied herself completely.
We remained quiet for a while. My partner got up first, greeted me, and left. Although it seems like a lie, my cock was still hard, and on an impulsive move, I got up, turned around the sofas, and offered my cock to my wife. She was still semi-conscious from the treatment she had received, without saying a word, she took it in her mouth and began to suck me. Her male dismounted her and started masturbating while looking at the scene. Later, after a while, I came in her mouth, although I have to admit that there wasn't much left to give her. But when I withdrew, her partner approached and sticking his cock tip into her mouth emptied himself like a possessed one. Her mouth overflowed with semen on all sides and she had to swallow and swallow not to choke. I got dressed and left quickly. I went back to my car and from there to a hotel.
Monday I returned home as if nothing had happened. I had discovered many things that weekend. My wife didn't want to have relations until Wednesday, I imagine it was because of the experience of the mansion. It must have hurt her quite a bit. The week before I told my wife that my work colleagues had told me about a mansion where very special parties were held and that it might be a good idea to go to get out of the routine. Her eyes lit up, but she quickly restrained herself.
- And what kind of parties are those?
- Well, they seem quite liberal, where everyone can do and be with whoever they want, I said innocently.
- If you want, I'll accompany you, but you know I'm very shy, I don't know how everything will go, she said showing off her acting skills, for your sake I'll make an effort, she said modestly and lowering her gaze.
We'll be going together tonight. It's a men's night, so my wife already knows that all she'll have to do is obey.
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