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City of Buenos Aires, Friday November 8th, 2019. Who screwed the husband that night?
Marilina looks at the mirror. She is naked and observes herself with attention. She likes herself, finds herself attractive. She exhibits for herself, grabs her breasts, which retain the same firmness since she was 18. She caresses her Booty, hard, a result of daily exercise. She is a very attractive woman.
However, there is something that eats away at her from the inside: it's Friday night and she doesn't have plans for the weekend. She feels like at 29 years old, the pressure to have a stable partner weighs on her more and more each day. And yet, it's been over four months since no man has asked her out. She doesn't understand why.
Will men be smelling their desire to formalize and fleeing in terror? The only one who never fails is Hector. He can always rely on him...
Héctor is the caretaker in the building where his mom used to live. It's been about ten years since one afternoon when he went to visit his old lady, Héctor got her into the elevator and invited her to smoke a joint on the rooftop. She, who had recently moved alone and at that age was still getting to know herself, told him yes, mostly to prove it to herself of what she was capable.
In that opportunity Hector took her along with the conversation, managed to convince her and they ended up fucking all night long. The truth was that the man screwed her like nobody else. It ended up being very important to her: not just a lover or a friend, also a teacher.
Because Hector, aside from his morbid and slightly (sometimes very) sadistic personality, was the person with whom Marilina had enjoyed herself most in her life.
With him she discovered the taste of semen, to him she gave her ass for the first time and, on more than one occasion, the caretaker had screwed her with some friend. Let's say that old fox knew how to fully exploit his submissive profile and managed to make her enjoy being so. In fact, this same night, he is preparing to meet up with him. Without a lasting love, a good occasional fuck will do...
At times he wondered if Hector wouldn't be the man of his life. He even thought about moving into the building when he inherited the apartment after his mother's death, so he could have him always at hand. But in that moment Andrea got ahead of him. Or rather, got ahead of him again.
Andrea is her best friend. From all her life. She's her unconditional friend. And like with many female friendships, that relationship is made up of ingredients from diverse and even contradictory feelings. On one hand she feels she loves her and would give her life for her. On the other hand she feels a strong anger, disdain, very strong envy towards her friend...
It's that sometimes he thinks that part of his current situation has a lot to do with her: because it wasn't just the matter of Andrea asking him to rent out the apartment for her to live there with her partner, Mariano... The apartment was the least of it. The problem, really, was Mariano.
Because Marilina didn't consider herself a simple, easy-to-conquer cutie. And what had happened to Mariano hadn't happened with any man before her. She barely knew him and felt like there was an instant spark. It even seemed mutual. But... she made the mistake of introducing him to her friend without clarifying her feelings first. And the worst that could happen did... Andrea, her best friend, fell in love with Mariano, and Mariano reciprocated.
And despite it having been several years since this situation, she never fully forgave her friend for it. She had even sworn to somehow avenge her friend.
And everything closed when Andrea asked for the apartment... Quickly put his plan into action. Having left a key to access the place whenever he wanted, he gave away some little bottles of rum from a trip he had taken around the Caribbean.
But there wasn't just rum in the little bottles... No. There was a sleeping pill, harmless but effective enough to leave them sleeping all night...
Always fantasized about what I could do that night, with both of them asleep and at my disposal... Especially with him. Although sometimes I also fantasized about her...
Really, at first, she saw herself as the one executing that revenge, but sometimes she thought it was too much, that Andrea didn't deserve it. Although every time she saw her flirting with others despite hearing her say everything was fine with Mariano, her anger would swell, and she thought her friend needed a lesson. And it had to hurt a little... where it would really hurt... In the end, she decided not to be the one getting her hands dirty... by digging up a bit, she had found the ideal person...
But... Time passed and they never touched those little bottles. It was a missed shot. More than two years had gone by without any hope of getting revenge. Besides, somehow the thing had cooled off.
At that moment her cell phone rang. Just... it was Andrea! Her friend was calling to propose a plan for going out right away and she, who was still naked, started getting dressed. But while talking to her friend, she got a message from Mariano, Andrea's husband: it was a photo of those damn little bottles and the implication that he was taking them.
When he confronted his friend on the phone, he realized he had left him alone with Mariano and that he was taking the sleeping pill too. Immediately he put his plan in motion. It was tonight or never!
He never in his life felt so much nervousness. He felt like he had won the lottery. A excitement, an emotion, inexplicable. He suspended the outing with his friend and, after making sure Mariano was really taking the drink correctly, took out the cell phone and searched for the number that, for two years, he had archived for this opportunity.
Hello. - a woman's voice replied.
- Hello, I'm Marilina, Andrea's friend.
- Yes, I know who you are. What's going on? - they responded curtly from the other side. In the background, you could hear a murmur of people. The rough and hostile tone confirmed to Marilina that she was talking to the right person.
- It's because... Do you remember the proposal I made two years ago...?
- Is it about Andrea's husband? - her voice changed dramatically.
- Yes, exactly. I'm telling you quickly because I don't know how much time we have. Tonight is the big opportunity. If you...
- Ay! Just tonight? - they interrupted. And then there was a silence.
- What's going on, can't you? It would be a shame. Well, I can't force you. Leave it, I'll take care of it myself...
- Wait, wait. I didn't say anything... Well, yes. This is fine. I'll do it. But know that I'm doing it for you. I don't have any need for this...
- Yes, yes, Clarita. Of course... It's understood. And I'm super grateful to you. - In the background, she thought: if no one can serve this old lady a cock on a platter, nobody will fuck her up. Plus, I'm giving her the gift of her life, and the other one wants to rescue her dignity...
- You know what, Clarita? Come by my place and I'll give you the keys and the address of Andrea's apartment.
- Leave it, leave it. I can see that slut coming this way... The horned one from tonight on. Look how she dressed herself up...! Anyway, leave it. The address is with me and I'll get the key myself. Then I'll tell you, okay? - and hung up before Marilina could say anything more.
Of course, that strong emotion Marilina felt was going down and soon all that was left was regret. What did I do? she wondered... And so, still half-dressed, she called Héctor and cancelled the visit. - But why? - the man asked. I'm not in the mood she replied. - But honey, I've already taken a Viagra... what am I supposed to do now with this heat?... - But on the other side Marilina had already hung up and thrown herself onto the bed to cry.
To the contrary, Clarita was getting happier and more excited. She thought: 'Finally everything comes back... tonight, Andrea's slut is going to get what she deserves. What a way to waste a man like her husband! There are cuties who not only don't know how to value what they have, but also go around looking for opportunities to warm up with every chance. And this one is loose tonight. Look at how she talks to the boss... This slut's daughter would be capable of sucking his cock right here in front of everyone, just so she can get me fired from the office!
At every moment Clarita's indignation rose to the next level. First when she heard her lie about her husband, saying he came alone because he was waiting for her somewhere else... she knew it wasn't true but couldn't say anything. 'This slut is going to find someone else...' She muttered to herself.
But the final straw of her patience came when she saw him playing with the boss's nephew. 'With that guy who got half the office in a knot, do you want to get involved? He doesn't want to waste a single cock... Look how he's looking at him... She's playing at being his girlfriend... Well-deserved, since she's going to take advantage of her husband tonight.' And with caution, she searched for Andrea's purse on the hook and took out the key.
After that, already gloating over her advantage, she put the purse in his hands and pushed him to leave. 'That very impudent one still looks at me with rage... If you only knew who's going to enjoy your husband's cock tonight, dear...' She couldn't help but smile at him with scorn on her own face.
Anyway, she waited to see her leave in the car with the boss's nephew and his friend. 'What shame! Getting fucked by two guys while your man is at home...' Stopped a taxi and gave the address. When it arrived, she looked around everywhere to make sure nobody saw her, but just outside the building entrance there was a girl waiting. She crossed over and waited. 'This girl standing here at the door must be one of those cheap whores you rent online... If she's almost naked... Yes, I won't tell you. Ah, an old pervert came down to let her in. You can tell he has a marked package and makes her go in right away... Well, each to their own...'
I wait for the elevator to empty and I got in. Fifth floor 'C'. It's been a while since I know the direction by heart.
When he got to the landing, he took out the keys, approached the door and knocked. Since no one answered, it gave him permission to enter. And so he did. At first, with stealth, but when he saw that no one was telling him anything, he started moving around like he owned the place.
How many times she had imagined this situation. How excited she was. Desperate, could be described. Needed, others would say... As soon as she crossed the room door and saw him sleeping but with his cock erect, she couldn't contain herself.
Her hands went straight there. She touched it, squeezed it, rubbed it well... Then she approached and, still with her pants closed, she smelled it, passed her tongue over it. She bit a little... She felt like he was reacting despite the sedative and that only turned her on more. I must be very good at this... she thought.
Just then she started rubbing her crotch against his chest and with desperation released her cock and rode it. She had never imagined that a cock could be so hard, so hot, so tasty...
She liked rubbing herself against him but wanted to feel it more intensely. She took off her clothes and settled back on top of him, but this time she placed her pussy well over his mouth. And without stopping enjoying that poronga, which tonight was only hers, she rubbed hard over those sleeping lips.
It was a wild oscillation. She moved her waist like she never had before. 'Eat me... eat me... Ah, it feels so nice! Much better than the pillow... Yes, yes. Suck, suck. Ah, ah...' And she ended up on his face, passing the word 'pussy' from his nose to his chin, even more excited, with the idea of marking a territory with her own liquids.
Not long after she had recovered, she knew she was ready to feel it inside. And she was surprised when she felt it entering so suddenly... She liked it, although in the back of her mind she thought: 'It's very similar to the cucumber I use, but much hotter...'
Jumped over that cock until she came several times... Afterward, already exhausted, only one thing was left to try... the taste of cum... And so she threw herself into it.
'Give me your cum... Give it to me, don't be bad... ' she said with a strong and imploring voice. 'If you're sure you're giving it to that slut who's screwing everyone, won't you give it to me?...' And to rub it in, she'd say: 'now those two guys must be screwing her...' And it seems like that worked, because at that instant the cock exploded in her mouth like a hot siphon.
The taste didn't please her much, it was a bit bitter and salty but she took it all. It belonged to her, it corresponded to her. 'Look, Andreita... Look who's sucking cum off your husband now... I'm sure you don't get that hot with me' and after kissing him for a while in the mouth, she got dressed and left. 'Bye love' she said smiling to Mariano who was now snoring with a placid smile on his face... When leaving, she left the key in the mailbox and went out thinking, 'I'll see how you look at me on Monday at the office, slutty...'
Gracias por leer hasta acá. Si algo te gustó del relato, (o no) dejame un comentario. Me ayuda a mejorar.
Un año después los personajes de esta historia volvieron a cruzarse, pero las cosas fueron bastante distintas...
https://poringa.net/posts/relatos/3873512/Otra-noche-de-cuernos-La-cunadita.html
The beginning of this story:
https://poringa.net/posts/relatos/3833329/Cuernos-Que-paso-esa-noche-El-marido.html
Otras historias:
https://poringa.net/posts/relatos/3812289/Quiero-saber-los-secretos-de-mi-mujer.html
https://poringa.net/posts/relatos/3712827/Deseo-prohibido-Al-borde-del-delito.html
Si te interesa el principio:
https://poringa.net/posts/relatos/3833329/Cuernos-Que-paso-esa-noche-El-marido.html
City of Buenos Aires, Friday November 8th, 2019. Who screwed the husband that night?
Marilina looks at the mirror. She is naked and observes herself with attention. She likes herself, finds herself attractive. She exhibits for herself, grabs her breasts, which retain the same firmness since she was 18. She caresses her Booty, hard, a result of daily exercise. She is a very attractive woman.
However, there is something that eats away at her from the inside: it's Friday night and she doesn't have plans for the weekend. She feels like at 29 years old, the pressure to have a stable partner weighs on her more and more each day. And yet, it's been over four months since no man has asked her out. She doesn't understand why.
Will men be smelling their desire to formalize and fleeing in terror? The only one who never fails is Hector. He can always rely on him...
Héctor is the caretaker in the building where his mom used to live. It's been about ten years since one afternoon when he went to visit his old lady, Héctor got her into the elevator and invited her to smoke a joint on the rooftop. She, who had recently moved alone and at that age was still getting to know herself, told him yes, mostly to prove it to herself of what she was capable.
In that opportunity Hector took her along with the conversation, managed to convince her and they ended up fucking all night long. The truth was that the man screwed her like nobody else. It ended up being very important to her: not just a lover or a friend, also a teacher.
Because Hector, aside from his morbid and slightly (sometimes very) sadistic personality, was the person with whom Marilina had enjoyed herself most in her life.
With him she discovered the taste of semen, to him she gave her ass for the first time and, on more than one occasion, the caretaker had screwed her with some friend. Let's say that old fox knew how to fully exploit his submissive profile and managed to make her enjoy being so. In fact, this same night, he is preparing to meet up with him. Without a lasting love, a good occasional fuck will do...
At times he wondered if Hector wouldn't be the man of his life. He even thought about moving into the building when he inherited the apartment after his mother's death, so he could have him always at hand. But in that moment Andrea got ahead of him. Or rather, got ahead of him again.
Andrea is her best friend. From all her life. She's her unconditional friend. And like with many female friendships, that relationship is made up of ingredients from diverse and even contradictory feelings. On one hand she feels she loves her and would give her life for her. On the other hand she feels a strong anger, disdain, very strong envy towards her friend...
It's that sometimes he thinks that part of his current situation has a lot to do with her: because it wasn't just the matter of Andrea asking him to rent out the apartment for her to live there with her partner, Mariano... The apartment was the least of it. The problem, really, was Mariano.
Because Marilina didn't consider herself a simple, easy-to-conquer cutie. And what had happened to Mariano hadn't happened with any man before her. She barely knew him and felt like there was an instant spark. It even seemed mutual. But... she made the mistake of introducing him to her friend without clarifying her feelings first. And the worst that could happen did... Andrea, her best friend, fell in love with Mariano, and Mariano reciprocated.
And despite it having been several years since this situation, she never fully forgave her friend for it. She had even sworn to somehow avenge her friend.
And everything closed when Andrea asked for the apartment... Quickly put his plan into action. Having left a key to access the place whenever he wanted, he gave away some little bottles of rum from a trip he had taken around the Caribbean.
But there wasn't just rum in the little bottles... No. There was a sleeping pill, harmless but effective enough to leave them sleeping all night...
Always fantasized about what I could do that night, with both of them asleep and at my disposal... Especially with him. Although sometimes I also fantasized about her...
Really, at first, she saw herself as the one executing that revenge, but sometimes she thought it was too much, that Andrea didn't deserve it. Although every time she saw her flirting with others despite hearing her say everything was fine with Mariano, her anger would swell, and she thought her friend needed a lesson. And it had to hurt a little... where it would really hurt... In the end, she decided not to be the one getting her hands dirty... by digging up a bit, she had found the ideal person...
But... Time passed and they never touched those little bottles. It was a missed shot. More than two years had gone by without any hope of getting revenge. Besides, somehow the thing had cooled off.
At that moment her cell phone rang. Just... it was Andrea! Her friend was calling to propose a plan for going out right away and she, who was still naked, started getting dressed. But while talking to her friend, she got a message from Mariano, Andrea's husband: it was a photo of those damn little bottles and the implication that he was taking them.
When he confronted his friend on the phone, he realized he had left him alone with Mariano and that he was taking the sleeping pill too. Immediately he put his plan in motion. It was tonight or never!
He never in his life felt so much nervousness. He felt like he had won the lottery. A excitement, an emotion, inexplicable. He suspended the outing with his friend and, after making sure Mariano was really taking the drink correctly, took out the cell phone and searched for the number that, for two years, he had archived for this opportunity.
Hello. - a woman's voice replied.
- Hello, I'm Marilina, Andrea's friend.
- Yes, I know who you are. What's going on? - they responded curtly from the other side. In the background, you could hear a murmur of people. The rough and hostile tone confirmed to Marilina that she was talking to the right person.
- It's because... Do you remember the proposal I made two years ago...?
- Is it about Andrea's husband? - her voice changed dramatically.
- Yes, exactly. I'm telling you quickly because I don't know how much time we have. Tonight is the big opportunity. If you...
- Ay! Just tonight? - they interrupted. And then there was a silence.
- What's going on, can't you? It would be a shame. Well, I can't force you. Leave it, I'll take care of it myself...
- Wait, wait. I didn't say anything... Well, yes. This is fine. I'll do it. But know that I'm doing it for you. I don't have any need for this...
- Yes, yes, Clarita. Of course... It's understood. And I'm super grateful to you. - In the background, she thought: if no one can serve this old lady a cock on a platter, nobody will fuck her up. Plus, I'm giving her the gift of her life, and the other one wants to rescue her dignity...
- You know what, Clarita? Come by my place and I'll give you the keys and the address of Andrea's apartment.
- Leave it, leave it. I can see that slut coming this way... The horned one from tonight on. Look how she dressed herself up...! Anyway, leave it. The address is with me and I'll get the key myself. Then I'll tell you, okay? - and hung up before Marilina could say anything more.
Of course, that strong emotion Marilina felt was going down and soon all that was left was regret. What did I do? she wondered... And so, still half-dressed, she called Héctor and cancelled the visit. - But why? - the man asked. I'm not in the mood she replied. - But honey, I've already taken a Viagra... what am I supposed to do now with this heat?... - But on the other side Marilina had already hung up and thrown herself onto the bed to cry.
To the contrary, Clarita was getting happier and more excited. She thought: 'Finally everything comes back... tonight, Andrea's slut is going to get what she deserves. What a way to waste a man like her husband! There are cuties who not only don't know how to value what they have, but also go around looking for opportunities to warm up with every chance. And this one is loose tonight. Look at how she talks to the boss... This slut's daughter would be capable of sucking his cock right here in front of everyone, just so she can get me fired from the office!
At every moment Clarita's indignation rose to the next level. First when she heard her lie about her husband, saying he came alone because he was waiting for her somewhere else... she knew it wasn't true but couldn't say anything. 'This slut is going to find someone else...' She muttered to herself.
But the final straw of her patience came when she saw him playing with the boss's nephew. 'With that guy who got half the office in a knot, do you want to get involved? He doesn't want to waste a single cock... Look how he's looking at him... She's playing at being his girlfriend... Well-deserved, since she's going to take advantage of her husband tonight.' And with caution, she searched for Andrea's purse on the hook and took out the key.
After that, already gloating over her advantage, she put the purse in his hands and pushed him to leave. 'That very impudent one still looks at me with rage... If you only knew who's going to enjoy your husband's cock tonight, dear...' She couldn't help but smile at him with scorn on her own face.
Anyway, she waited to see her leave in the car with the boss's nephew and his friend. 'What shame! Getting fucked by two guys while your man is at home...' Stopped a taxi and gave the address. When it arrived, she looked around everywhere to make sure nobody saw her, but just outside the building entrance there was a girl waiting. She crossed over and waited. 'This girl standing here at the door must be one of those cheap whores you rent online... If she's almost naked... Yes, I won't tell you. Ah, an old pervert came down to let her in. You can tell he has a marked package and makes her go in right away... Well, each to their own...'
I wait for the elevator to empty and I got in. Fifth floor 'C'. It's been a while since I know the direction by heart.
When he got to the landing, he took out the keys, approached the door and knocked. Since no one answered, it gave him permission to enter. And so he did. At first, with stealth, but when he saw that no one was telling him anything, he started moving around like he owned the place.
How many times she had imagined this situation. How excited she was. Desperate, could be described. Needed, others would say... As soon as she crossed the room door and saw him sleeping but with his cock erect, she couldn't contain herself.
Her hands went straight there. She touched it, squeezed it, rubbed it well... Then she approached and, still with her pants closed, she smelled it, passed her tongue over it. She bit a little... She felt like he was reacting despite the sedative and that only turned her on more. I must be very good at this... she thought.
Just then she started rubbing her crotch against his chest and with desperation released her cock and rode it. She had never imagined that a cock could be so hard, so hot, so tasty...
She liked rubbing herself against him but wanted to feel it more intensely. She took off her clothes and settled back on top of him, but this time she placed her pussy well over his mouth. And without stopping enjoying that poronga, which tonight was only hers, she rubbed hard over those sleeping lips.
It was a wild oscillation. She moved her waist like she never had before. 'Eat me... eat me... Ah, it feels so nice! Much better than the pillow... Yes, yes. Suck, suck. Ah, ah...' And she ended up on his face, passing the word 'pussy' from his nose to his chin, even more excited, with the idea of marking a territory with her own liquids.
Not long after she had recovered, she knew she was ready to feel it inside. And she was surprised when she felt it entering so suddenly... She liked it, although in the back of her mind she thought: 'It's very similar to the cucumber I use, but much hotter...'
Jumped over that cock until she came several times... Afterward, already exhausted, only one thing was left to try... the taste of cum... And so she threw herself into it.
'Give me your cum... Give it to me, don't be bad... ' she said with a strong and imploring voice. 'If you're sure you're giving it to that slut who's screwing everyone, won't you give it to me?...' And to rub it in, she'd say: 'now those two guys must be screwing her...' And it seems like that worked, because at that instant the cock exploded in her mouth like a hot siphon.
The taste didn't please her much, it was a bit bitter and salty but she took it all. It belonged to her, it corresponded to her. 'Look, Andreita... Look who's sucking cum off your husband now... I'm sure you don't get that hot with me' and after kissing him for a while in the mouth, she got dressed and left. 'Bye love' she said smiling to Mariano who was now snoring with a placid smile on his face... When leaving, she left the key in the mailbox and went out thinking, 'I'll see how you look at me on Monday at the office, slutty...'
Gracias por leer hasta acá. Si algo te gustó del relato, (o no) dejame un comentario. Me ayuda a mejorar.
Un año después los personajes de esta historia volvieron a cruzarse, pero las cosas fueron bastante distintas...
https://poringa.net/posts/relatos/3873512/Otra-noche-de-cuernos-La-cunadita.html
The beginning of this story:
https://poringa.net/posts/relatos/3833329/Cuernos-Que-paso-esa-noche-El-marido.html
Otras historias:
https://poringa.net/posts/relatos/3812289/Quiero-saber-los-secretos-de-mi-mujer.html
https://poringa.net/posts/relatos/3712827/Deseo-prohibido-Al-borde-del-delito.html
5 comentários - Horns. Final. What happened that night?
no puede ser que la putita consciente se cogió dos pendejos juntos y el flaco lo hizo dormido
esa putita merece que el marido se coja a su hermanita y a la tal marilina