The Depraved - Part 7

The depraved one


Part 7

Adapted to Spanish Latin by TuttoErotici

—Oh! What is this, dear?

Guy pulled back the blanket from our large marital bed and points, in my nightgown, at the right place, a magnificent sticky stain as big as the palm of the hand. Since it's dry, it looks like adhesive.

I laugh, determined to intrigue him... since it's the first time he's asked me this way.

Very often, he found similar marks on my inner clothing, shirt or underskirt, and didn't say anything, given the existing agreement between us. We keep silent about our reciprocal excesses, unless we use them, at the request of one or the other, to spice up our incomparable love sessions.

This time, before answering him, I want him to make love to me while I dream about the scene that took place last week between him and Poupette. She told me immediately after the event, and I still haven't enjoyed that memory... at least not in his presence!

So, as he sinks into me with the regularity of a confident man, I think about what my small and gentle servant told me.

—Imagine, madam, that I was putting your shoes on the shelf in the little room where I keep your dresses. You know how dark it is there... While I was climbing down the stairs, the light went out. Thinking it might be a power outage, I was about to go down carefully, but I felt restrained, while a head poked up from under my skirt and moved towards my belly...

At first, I thought it was you, who has the habit of licking me, as often happens suddenly... and I didn't move.

I felt my underskirt being pulled down and my shirt being pulled up. Then a warm breath slid between my buttocks, which two hands were separating. Then, since this excited me terribly, I leaned forward to offer my little hole better to the approaching mouth.

But when it deposited itself on him, I realized right away that it wasn't you... your lady's lips are much more... Soft! I guessed it was the master and wanted to escape his attack, but it was too late… He was licking me furiously with his pointed tongue, and touching with vivacity, with his hand led forward, my startled clitoris. I couldn't resist, I gave in, thinking that the mistress would forgive me... since I had nothing to do with the adventure... and could give her pleasure by telling her everything! Indeed, I forgave the very naughty one! She deserved it because of the fact that, due to my unexpected arrival, she had interrupted the party and my husband hadn't had time to take her as was surely his firm intention. Scared when he heard my approaching steps, he had hidden behind my clothes. Poupette then came out of the little room, with her charming face completely flushed from the pleasure she had just experienced. She brought a finger to her lips to make me understand that I shouldn't talk. Then, cautious, she had the audacity to lock the dark little room with a key and, already calm, dragged me over to tell me the story hot. We laughed like crazy thinking about Guy locked in the dark. But her account had excited me. Then I lay down on the sofa and told Poupette to get on top of me, backwards. Delighted, she rolled up her skirt, and didn't need to take off her white pants, which were still at mid-thigh. She then deposited her beautiful buttocks on my face, still wet from the tongue-lashings I had just received from my delicious husband. After that, she sank between my thighs and glued her gluttonous lips to my ardent... pussy, while I grabbed hers, juicy, in my mouth… And we collapsed after having licked each other extensively. After that enchanting memory made me enjoy myself, Guy took the word again. 'Then,' he says, pointing to the big stain on my nightgown—'is...?' Tell him. 'Of course, dear,' I murmur laughing, 'it is!' He laughs too, not only not jealous but even terribly excited. ¡Oh, my beloved pervert! Continue... Tell me.

Don't be impatient. To start, I don't want your cock to get hard unnecessarily. Put it in, yes, like that... No, not any farther, just at the entrance of my pussy between the swollen lips that are going to hug it. That way, it will prevent my flow from coming out. Don't put it in yet. You'll be pushing her along as I tell the story, and only move her at the end. Ah... Perfect! Do you feel how well and hot she is, like this just at the entrance of the slut's cave of your wife?

Oh, yes!

Now listen. As always when you're not here, I went to the store yesterday to take a look around as owner.

...And to let you be admired by the vendors in different sections, don't you, pervert?

Of course! I greatly enjoy exciting all those young men! By the way, the salesgirls rush to kill me with their looks... despite the external appearances of deference that I appreciate... to eventually return it to my turn in intimacy.

By God! Since they know you locked yourself up for an hour in my office with seductive Francine, trying on shoes, each one of them waits for her turn. And by the way, it's been eight months since then. It was in June last year, before our trip to Dinard, and since then, you never told me what they did, that beautiful girl and you. You know she has a reputation as a fierce lesbian. I bet you got yourself licked by her.

Of course! But she came first alone.

How was it?

Like this: do you remember the heat of that time? Well, I wasn't wearing anything, like who says... just my dress, and no panties.

You were only covered from behind by the fabric of your dress. Yes... And since it was very short...

It could be seen easily! Yes... Kneeling in front of me to try on shoes, Francine realized right away about that delightful nakedness.

Surely it was effective.

Satisfying her with a sidelong glance at the exhibition she offered my leg play...

The very... Hogwash! —With the sun pouring in through the crystal, right in front of me, I had everything perfect to admire your taste in the triangle of my pubic hair between my thighs and licentious gaze on the smallest details of my intimacy... —...Which would surely open up with the poses you adopted. —Of course. I was leaning sideways to examine the effect of my shoes. —And then? —I didn't suspect anything until that moment. But I stood up and, to see better how the strings she had just tied were still making my fine ankles thinner, I leaned forward, so the thin fabric of her dress stuck to my thighs. Besides, in that position, this fell straight from my buttocks, which were thrown back. Then... —Then? —I don't know why, but my gaze directed itself towards the mirror on the right and... what did I see behind me? —What did you see? —That little libertine girl on all fours on the carpet, gratifying herself without any shame, with the spectacle of my completely naked ass. —Ah! —She was so absorbed she didn't notice she had been caught in her dirty dealings and brought her head closer under my dress! —How did you react? —Before the enchanting and exciting image the mirror reflected back to me, I felt all my blood getting stirred up... But instead of grabbing that pretty head and pushing it into the most secret part of me, I had the whim of leaving her be, not moving, to see how far she would dare go. —Well done, dear! —On the other hand, I favored her as much as I could with my advantageous position. Ah, since that very dirty one liked it, she was going to get served! —Bravo! —Then I put my foot on the seat, bent my knee as far inwards as possible to open up my ass well, and thus offered her a view of my precious hole. That drove her even crazier and, with her breath now very close, running along my crack, I felt she wouldn't be able to resist the temptation to deposit her kiss on it. Labios…, slightly fleshy lips, the kind I prefer for that. The others are already wet!

—Keep going!
—Very nervous, waiting, impatient, arching myself even more to receive between my buttocks the succulent kiss and feel how the tip of a fine tongue licks my pink butt... however...

—However what?
—Patapum! I see in the mirror, suddenly, her young body undulating from head to toe... and it collapses.

—Oh!
—The little slut! I was left standing and fainted prematurely, on the threshold of paradise! I remained very disconcerted.
—Did you really arrive, Véronique? Are you sure?
—I have no doubt!
—How do you know?
—After she left, after telling me that the heat was the cause of her fainting, I saw on the carpet, in the place where she had occupied, the pile of beautiful drops that she had spilled, at the moment of her pleasure, her splendid pussy...

—Ah! So you know that Francine has a fantastic sex!
—Listen how it continues!
—Oh, dear! How exciting it is to think that that pig enjoyed only looking at you... Ah! Let me move a little... There... Do you feel it? I sink... very deep... Do you feel it? It's good, isn't it? Tell me it's good, it's delicious!

—It's delicious!
—Ah! Ah! Ah!
—Keep going, Guy... Not too fast... Stop now if you want to know how it continues.

—Speak!
—I had barely left when I made her come back... And without explanations, I forced her to lie down on the floor. I had too many desires to arrive and planted my hairy triangle and completely flooded in her open mouth, while adjusting her well-drawn lips with my fingers for my anxious tongue to pass through them.

—That must have been good!
—Oh, yes! Marvelous!
—Keep going... Quickly, dear.
—I lifted her legs, bending them upwards, to make her buttocks stand out well, between which I buried my face. Adorable buttocks, with a milky skin... and her cleft was shaded by fine hair! With my nose and lips, I separated the soft hairs, in order to find her divine nest... At beginning she denied, saying: 'Oh, lady! No, that's not…, let me…, I went to…'. —By God! —Yes, Guy, I was telling the truth! It would have needed a little cleaning! But I didn't care at all! On the contrary! —Repeat it. —I'm telling you on the contrary! That drove me even more crazy! —Filthy pervert! —I forced those adorable buttocks to open with my nervous fingers, so they could offer their secret fruit to me, and after inhaling its exciting aroma, I tasted it with my greedy tongue. First around, the pink stripes…, then sliding the tip of my tongue between them, until its velvety hole. —Bitch! —Then I moved on to the adjacent jewel, full of viscous moisture, and sucked it all... all... hungry, everything... all... —All! —Yes, while she was also giving me a delicious lick! Ah! How we two enjoy ourselves! —How I would have liked to see them through the keyhole! - You would have seen us enjoying ourselves like two queens! And evoking that savory memory, it was as if I reached climax, while Guy poured the bottom of my vagina with his copious libation. ...TO BE CONTINUED...