It had been a long time since I was going with warm pants with my husband. I had confessed to him months earlier that a man sent me naked photos and videos. This made me terribly horny until the point where while he did it, I touched all the hidden parts of my body, exploding in wet orgasms. One day, while getting into a taxi to go home, I received a photo of his. He was standing up. His tense and muscular legs supported his groin and abdominal package. A huge cock protruded from between his legs, sticking out stiff and hard through one of the cuffed legs of his underwear, which he exhibited with his hands on his belt. The message read... -Look what cock you've given me today. I came thinking about you like a horse. -By the way... next week I'll be going to Mexico for business. Can I meet you?. Buuuuuffff.... that drove me crazy. It took me 15 minutes to respond because I couldn't believe it. I said... -Yes, darling. Of course, yes... My head was spinning and I didn't know if I had done well in responding affirmatively or not. But fate had already been cast. By the way, I haven't introduced myself. My name is Flor, I'm married, Mexican, and a happy mother of a three-year-old small child. I'm 35 years old, already in my prime, and I love being a woman and feeling like one. I have generous hips and good breasts to excite my husband and lover. My hair is dark and no, I'm not that kind of skinny women until the extreme, but a real woman well-made. My husband's name is Luis and coincidentally my cyber lover... Luis and he's Spanish. The taxi driver dropped me off at my house and when I got out of the first leg of the vehicle, I realized my pussy was totally soaked, which I could check by entering my bedroom. I didn't know what to do or think. I was completely confused. I sat down on the sofa to recapitulate and told myself... -What's the point of saying yes???. Suddenly, a primary instinct made me turn on my laptop in my living room and search for Among hundreds of files in a folder labeled... 'El Español'. I lifted my skirt and felt the lower part of my white underwear, which was terribly wet at the time. I opened the folder and hundreds of pics emerged, featuring Luis II's cock in all possible and impossible forms, and I began to caress my clitoris. It was cold, so I put a radiator on the floor directly aimed at my pussy. This produced a brutal shiver that made my nipples erect immediately. Sitting with my legs spread open on the table, I started touching my breasts and vagina while also rubbing my anus. 'Oh, what a hot day I'm going to have... I thought to myself.' -I'm hotter than an oven... I went through all the pics and focused on one photograph where my lover's cock was stiff, veiny, and tense. It looked like it was about to burst. I imagined hundreds of cocks were mine, surrounding my entire body. All belonging to a man from whom I collected his wet and humid messages on my cell phone and computer. I wanted a good cock in that moment. That particular cock. If I wanted to get hot by opening his folders, I could achieve it right away. A terrible stertor burst forth from the reptilian depths of my brain, coursing through my breasts and stomach before descending upon my clitoris, providing me with an immense orgasm as I moved my pelvis up and down like a possessed woman. Clear sign that I had come like a slut. 'Damn Spanish!!!!' I thought... 'They think they're all Hernán Cortés...' I palpated my nipples so hard they could have scratched the crystal and fell asleep totally relaxed on my marriage bed, not without turning off the computer first. Meanwhile, my legs continued to tremble ceaselessly. At that moment, I realized I hadn't even had time to take off my underwear. I woke up half an hour later feeling totally relaxed and went to the shower. I grabbed my phone, focused on my still-soaked vulva, and took a photo of my pussy with my hands open. Immediately I sent that photo to the Spanish guy. In the message it read... -If you come to Mexico, this will be waiting for you, darling... He didn't respond. Sending pictures of that man naked or with my pussy open provided an extra thrill. I felt totally liberated at the time. It excited me immensely that a stranger would masturbate watching me in that way. Plus, it prepared me for thinking about it and arriving at incredible orgasms. I took off some completely useless underwear, grabbed some clean ones, and showered, directing the stream to my clitoris as I always did. I had another orgasm but this time I only did it out of habit. Without thinking about anything, despite having sent that photo to the Spanish guy. I was used to masturbating with certain frequency. Luis, my husband, traveled a lot and often needed to do so. If I didn't, I felt irritable and nervous. Inquiet. The next day Luis came from DF and I told him about the Spanish guy. -So Pizarro is conquering Mexico again?. -No!!! That was Cortés... -Mom, mom who are these men and when will they come?. -Don't worry... they died a long time ago... -And if they're dead how will they arrive? -Ayyyy... what a kid!!! Wants to know everything...!!!. -What a gossip...!!! My husband exclaimed. We talked about the topic for a long time. My husband took it as nothing important and mentioned he had a fantasy that was the Spanish guy. -Well, why not invite him over to eat? said Luis. -Yes, we will do it. I want to meet him. More meals and fewer dinners... -One thing I'll tell you, Flor... dress up nicely for us. That night my husband and I made love as if there were no tomorrow. I don't know if I was imagining what he planned to do with those two men of mine but I was dying to try it. I think that day I reached two orgasms with my husband because deep in my subconscious, that fantasy of mine was emerging. A fantasy I had woven since adolescence and never managed to get rid of. At the next day the Spanish arrived and in the afternoon I went to buy some white briefs. I left the store very excited just imagining myself with them on for two men. The little one had been left with Lupita, a friend, while I prepared some José Cuervo margaritas from the kitchen window I saw a man dressed in jeans with a Metallica t-shirt and a bag paying a taxi driver in his beetle. Luis had gone out to buy Coronitas and as soon as he called at the door I opened like lightning. A tall and thin man of around 50 years old with shaved hair that could have been an American gringo told me with a Spanish accent... -Are you Flor?? -Ohhh... yes, it's me. You, you must be Luis no?. -Yes, it's me. His clean scent, freshly shaved, his pale European skin and his smile made me accompany him inside the house. I kissed and hugged him wildly. I felt something really special that totally got me drunk, sending a shiver down my entire body. I grabbed his belt and he started touching my breasts and thighs, warning me he had brought my new briefs for the occasion. My erect nipples were about to pop out of my bra. I was completely turned on. Suddenly I noticed a great erection rubbing against my stomach but I separated from him. -Ohhhh... sorry, Luis... it's been all so fast... I said biting my lips without realizing it. But sit down, my husband is arriving. I've prepared some margaritas. -I'm not like that with everyone... -Don't worry about it. -I like you being like that with me and your husband. He said with a smile. I served him a granized margarita from a jug and poured myself another one. Without giving us time to do anything more, my husband entered the house. -Hi!!! You must be Luis, my wife's friend. -Yes, I am. And you, Luis, my husband. -You have a very beautiful and pleasant wife. -Thank you. She is like that in reality. -I'm aware of it. Besides, look at her. I didn't know she was so stylish. It seems like a swan. I pretended not to be offended. Both of them shook hands. The hands and they sat down at the living room table. A table had already been set for eating. While making enchiladas I heard them talk and laugh. No, Luis wasn't that kind of European with a thick accent who thinks he's superior just because he was once the owner of the planet. He was simple and nice. Plus, educated towards us. Europeans generally are types paid to themselves who, despite speaking each other a different language, are an economic power of first order and having 8 percent of the world population carry 50 percent of the social expense of the planet. It can be said that the rest of the world and America don't care about them at all. But Luis wasn't like that.
-Do you need help with something? Exclaimed my husband.
-No, it's not necessary... I didn't even know what I was doing anymore. I was more focused on those two men than on what I was cooking. Seeing them there so happy chatting about football, politics and economy while smoking and drinking like laborers, made me totally horny. And it's that men are really gregarious. Everyone likes the same things and only change when a woman enters their group. One more Mexican than Porfirio Díaz and another one European than Wagner understood each other perfectly. I was going to be the protagonist because I would be the center of attention for those two mature and experienced men. I love listening to men talk about their things while drinking with control. They become more charming, affectionate and uninhibited. A mature man who knows how to drink is admirable and not those miserable kids of 25 or 30 years old who get drunk on cheap tequila until they can't even stand up and then they make a mess with some woman. They think they're more macho because they drink.
On the stereo, Mexico City Blues by Javier Vargas was playing followed by When Angels Cry by Maná. Before serving dinner I left it resting for a bit and went to my room to get ready. I took off my bra and didn't put on any underwear. I perfumed myself and made up. My nails... I had painted myself a day before. Yes. I had listened to my husband about putting on makeup. I was wearing a white blouse, a black skirt, and high heels that accentuated my womanly curves and age. After doing so, I entered the living room and, as I bent down and kissed my husband while looking at the Spanish guy, I could see him noticing my breasts over my cleavage. I winked at them saying... -Let's eat, kids... They rushed to go to the kitchen for a bottle of wine, collecting the margarita cups. The kitchen is narrow and I could feel Luis II trying his best as he passed by to rub his cock against my ass. That mischief and boldness got me to 100. In reality, when I had taken off my panties, I noticed they were wet. They were full of me. The truth is that with those two men in the living room of my house, I would have gotten all my underwear wet if my husband was giving them away. I wanted men. Two men. Not one. Just like the events were developing, soon I would have two cocks and four eggs filled with cum in my mouth as a dessert. My husband served the wine, putting a little more for me. He knows that makes me horny and uninhibited. We started eating the three of us and Luis II explained how life was in Europe. Europe has always been a continent my husband would have loved to visit. Visiting its cathedrals, monuments, and museums would now be an opportunity since Luis invited us to spend a season in Zaragoza, his hometown, instead of paying expensive hotel bills. To celebrate, my husband uncorked a bottle of champagne and we toasted. If the wine made me horny, let alone the champagne... I put my hand on my husband's leg for a while and, sneakingly, took off one of my shoes. Things were like that and with my foot, I managed to reach the Spanish guy's crotch, who quickly sat back in his chair. I noticed his cock getting erect and my husband's in my right hand. The two of them looked at me. Predatory birds and I was so horny that I started to lose track of time, at which point I exclaimed... Uhhh!!!!!. I forgot... The dessert. Sit down there on the sofa, I'll bring it over. Both obeyed and took the champagne bottle with them. In the kitchen, I undressed myself of my skirt and blouse and came out into the living room with my erect breasts, high heels, and new suspenders. I had already said I was going without underwear. -This is the dessert... boys!!!!!. I started touching my breasts in front of them and sat down between the two of them. Both petted and kissed me. I was surrounded by their four arms that caressed all of my body. The Spanish one decided to put his hand inside my pussy and noticed how wet it was. My husband said... -I love when you don't wear underwear...! By then, both of their pants were already down and they had their erect cocks in each hand, lifting them up and putting them back down to make them even harder. I soon realized the intentions of the two when they quickly got up. Their hard-ons, like boards, surrounded my face on both sides. My husband exclaimed... -Suck!!!!. To which I started sucking his cock until the throat while holding the other one's cock with the other hand. I was going crazy!!!. I abandoned the cock of my husband who began to masturbate while trying to swallow the enormous cock of the Spanish one. Since I couldn't swallow even a quarter, I helped myself by sucking it while my husband tried to put it in me at the same time with poor results because they didn't fit. Exhausted, I leaned over the back of the sofa and while working on my husband's cock, the Spanish one sucked my clitoris and anus. I was going crazy seeing what these men were doing to me and taking an interest. I moaned like a possessed woman on that sofa and the smell of man completely intoxicated me. I came in the face of that Spanish one without remedy and with my husband's cock in my mouth. -Huuuuuuummmmmmmm......!!!!!!!. I exclaimed. Both began to kiss me and Me touching me all over and I would be caressing their wet nipples with my saliva and flow. My legs were trembling irreparably and they waited for me to recover like that. Yes, those two men loved me with a madness bordering on the extreme and that pleased me. Everything was spinning in those moments and my clitoris was totally pulsating. From it protruded an erect clitoris more than normal and my ass was perfectly lubricated already. When those two men lifted me up onto that sofa to penetrate me, I had left a good puddle of mine on the sofa cushion. My husband put me on my side and feeling the hardness of his cock, he rammed it into me at first try. The Spanish man got down on his knees on the sofa and held his tremendous cock with his hands to shove it into my mouth. A clip from my white stockings came undone from my tights. Both started pumping in me and I felt full of cock. -Look how I'm screwing my little wife. She's enjoying it so much!!!, said my husband. -Don't you get jealous?. Then you'll screw her too when she's eager to try new cock. -Damn... what pleasure I get from screwing her while she swallows your big cock. It had been a long time since I desired this!!!. In that position, my husband's cock was having trouble entering but it still managed to penetrate me. I wanted to feel the cock of my Spanish man however he might and so I was letting those men screw me. If it had been someone else, I wouldn't have accepted that veiled deal between us. Meanwhile, I was sucking his stiff cock with true devotion. I know many will think I'm a foxy but that's not it. I wanted, admired, and desired those two men with madness. And that they would share me, letting them take the lead, making me their occasion for my sake. From time to time, I'd raise my gaze to see how they were enjoying themselves. Their groans and faces of pleasure were more than eloquent. They seemed not to have seen a woman in their lives. I had known how to put them wild and primitive like two animals in heat competing for their women on the savannah. Until... Then everything had been torture. If I'm being sincere, half the times I went to bed with my husband were partly due to how hot I'd gotten those days from that Spanish devil. I would get up and go to sleep masturbating in silence sometimes, with my husband sleeping beside me. Only then could I calm down my fever. Sometimes, I would dream of that foreigner penetrating me with his cock in a dark alley, a bathroom, a doorway, or a public place. It was then that I would wake up completely soaked and masturbate before breakfast. Both my husband and my distant lover fulfilled all my desires towards men. The rest didn't matter to me and to top it off they were both called the same name and had the same age. Many times, I didn't even have time to get into my house because I got so excited from that Spanish guy on WhatsApp. I would park my car in my garage and touch my pussy until I came in the back seats. When a stranger passed by without noticing me, I'd get lost and come right away. I was thinking about this when a long string of saliva fell out of my mouth and landed on my tits. The moans of those men made me return to those thoughts. -Do you want to try it???. My husband said. -Yes, yes... fuck me now!. I exclaimed. My husband got off me and the Spanish guy put me on all fours on the sofa. Finally, I was going to try that cock. He opened my pussy well and rotated his cock around my anus. One leg was stretched out on the floor and one knee on the sofa for more comfort. I was anxious. I noticed right away how the head of his cock was opening up my slit and slowly sliding along the length and width of my fully lubricated hole that day. At mid-point, he moved his hips from left to right, widening my pussy even more. Until he carefully pushed it all the way in until my ovaries. In those moments, I was about to come. That tremendous 19-centimeter cock entered and left, always getting deeper and deeper. Inside until its tip hit my uterus. With each thrust, I felt something entering and never ending. -Jooooderrrrrrrr!!!!. I exclaimed when it was well inside me. -This is a good cock!!!!!. My husband sat on the sofa in front of me and Luis II. He saw how he was fucking his host's wife. My pussy emitted strange sounds every time he thrust into me, wet each time. Give me more, Luis... I'm going to come. More forceful. Please!!!!. He increased the rhythm of his thrusts, which became frenzied. As a result, I came in a minute while my husband was discharging large amounts of semen while masturbating. We had both come at the same time... -Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!......... My Spanish realized the situation and said.... -Stop???. -No, no... keep going, I'm going to come again.... Don't stop, please...!!!!. Please. I didn't know I could be multiorgasmic. That's how it was. I had two consecutive orgasms. One orgasm called another because I was so excited that day. It had never happened to me before!!!. I had two consecutive orgasms, and when I finished the second one, my husband's cock was still moving between gasps without any control, discharging the last drops of semen, thus moistening his pubic area. -Joder... this is a good dessert!!!!. I exclaimed while coming, looking at my husband's eyes. Some glassy-eyed eyes of pleasure. Slowly, I noticed that the Spanish was yielding to his thrusts despite him penetrating me strongly and firmly, holding onto my generous hips. It was evident he was about to come. For a moment, he separated from me, sat on the sofa, and put his enormous cock in my face. A stiff cock like a candelabra and juicy looked at my face before I didn't think twice and started sucking that anaconda. He was moaning nonstop, and my husband from the sofa couldn't believe how dedicated his wife was to giving pleasure to another man. Luis II's cock was at... point of bursting. Some blue veins ran through the entire trunk of his large cock and a pair of completely squeezed eggs became increasingly tense. When he was about to cum, he separated from me and began to masturbate in front of my face. The first thing I thought was that he would leave me full of his semen everywhere, which is what happened. That made me very horny. No man had dared to come on my face until then. This was going to make me feel like a fur. Three terrible sperm-filled discharges filled my face, leaving my cheeks, hair, nose, and forehead lost in sweet and thick semen. It was clear that this man hadn't ejaculated for some time. -Ohhhhhhhhh...Florrrrr... what a come!!!! This man had relieved himself on my face like a wild animal and I felt proud of it. His 19-centimeter cock moved without any control and I inserted my lover's cock into the deepest part of my mouth to clean it. He pulled it out and rubbed it on my face, spreading his semen all over my face as if it were a painting. My husband exclaimed. -Damn... this guy has come so much in my wife's face!!! He collapsed onto the sofa with a pulsating cock moving from side to side and my husband got up and kissed those parts of my face that weren't impregnated with his essence, telling me... -Very well, dear... you did it very well. -Did you like it?. -Yes, love!!!. -He hugged me with all the force of his arms and told me... -Come on, love. Go clean up. I love you more than anything in the world!!!! So I did. I grabbed my clip that had come undone from my stockings and checked myself out in the bathroom mirror to see how full I was of my lover's hot semen. A semen that slid down my breasts, neck, and stomach. I was completely full of his love. In that mirror, I noticed my rimel and rouge-stained lips and undressed myself of all my makeup. Then the Spanish man entered the bathroom. I didn't know why but a reflexive act made me grab a towel and covered my breasts. He stood beside me and cleaned his cock of sperm, telling me... -I don't know why you're wearing makeup if you look better without it. -Thank you very much. That made my self-esteem soar to the clouds. He hugged and kissed me. -You are a magnificent woman. A greedy flower. What luck your husband has... will you come visit me?. -Let's see if we can. It's just that... the child is small and... -We'll bring him. -Yes?. -Of course, yes. -Great mother, great wife, great lover... you have it all, ehhhh?. Have you thought about why?. -No. -Then it's because of you. No man had made me feel safer until then. Luis II kissed my face and left with my husband. They put on some shirts but not underwear and finished the champagne bottle. They were radiant both of them. And I... more. A huge joy surrounded me. I felt like a loved and admired woman. But the Spanish was leaving the next day for his country and in a cold Mexican evening, he bid us farewell. Lupita brought the child home. My husband and I prepared dinner and went to bed. I was exhausted. Drained from that day that had been a revelation for me. -That Spanish drives you crazy, doesn't it?. -Yes. I like him very much but I love you more than ever. My husband started kissing me and before I knew it, a stiff and strong cock was probing my pussy until it slid all the way to its deepest part. I began to moan with pleasure and we loved each other as never before. I came while he was inside me and felt an intense discharge of semen lubricate my entire pussy in the exact instant he came too. The next day, after my husband had left for work, I received a message. -Good morning, Flor. My plane is delayed and won't take off until this afternoon. I'll have time to say goodbye to you both. I was alone at home. I had already taken my son to daycare. He appeared with an enormous bouquet of flowers. I blushed seeing him like a little girl. I kissed and hugged him for the last time. Seeing him with that bouquet had made me... literally crazy. My right hand instinctively deposited itself in the crotch of my already erect friend in the middle of our tender embrace. I got down on my knees and lowered the elastic of his underwear. From inside came out like a spring a terrible cock that looked up at the ceiling. I swallowed it whole, just like the day before. We were alone and that made me take that step under the excitement. I pulled out my breasts above my top and played with that cock between them. He was moaning nonstop. I love your cock, Luis... -And how stiff it is!!!. It's tremendous like this. I like it. Always in shape!!!. I sucked his balls. Full of sperm, they were about to pour into my mouth. Despite my efforts to swallow that whole terrible cock, I couldn't do it. I grabbed it with both hands and started going up and down on it with my mouth. He was getting more and more tense, moving his hips forward and backward and holding onto the ponytail of my hair with his hand. A thread of saliva moistened my thighs. Keep going, Flor... keep sucking like that...!!!!. Please...!!!. You're really good at it!!!!. I'm just very greedy...!. Do you like it, ehhhh?. I already knew it! Sometimes he would pull his anaconda out of my mouth and lift it up and down, holding onto my hands with his brilliant cock overflowing with my saliva and pre-seminal liquid to make him come a little later. But as soon as he went back into my mouth, he started panting again like a dog. I noticed he was about to go off at any moment and told him... Where do you want to come this time, Spanishito?. In my breasts, in my mouth or on my face...???. He didn't even answer. Every time I saw him getting more agitated and nervous, trying not to hurt me by avoiding putting his cock too deep into my throat. He couldn't take it anymore. A terrible scream followed by some moans like an animal in pain gave way to a massive orgasm that I could savor in my mouth. I felt on my palate how several shots of his sweet and thick semen flooded my throat as his cock moved in my mouth. Uncontrollably and spasmodically. -Ahhhhhhh....!. Now then, darling!!!. How delicious!!!!. I had been craving your cum in my mouth...!!!!. -Look, love... I said, showing him the interior of my mouth filled with his semen to swallow it later. I stood up and said... -Did you like it?. -A lot, love. A lot. -And my flowers too, my precious foreigner. I said kissing him on the face and petting his hair. -Come on, darling... get dressed or you'll miss your flight... He got dressed and gave me a kiss on the mouth. -We will be in touch, love... -Of course we will. He left my house and I put his flowers in a vase on the living room table. It was such a large bouquet that it took me a while to find the right vase but suddenly something came to mind... -Upsssss!!!!. The video!!!!!!!. I went to the living room and got my phone. I had recorded from top to bottom the blow job I had given my friend. In an instant, I sent it to him before he boarded the plane with a message that said... -Take it, darling... so you can take a good memory of Mexico and your Mexicanita away with you... along with a heart ❤.
-Do you need help with something? Exclaimed my husband.
-No, it's not necessary... I didn't even know what I was doing anymore. I was more focused on those two men than on what I was cooking. Seeing them there so happy chatting about football, politics and economy while smoking and drinking like laborers, made me totally horny. And it's that men are really gregarious. Everyone likes the same things and only change when a woman enters their group. One more Mexican than Porfirio Díaz and another one European than Wagner understood each other perfectly. I was going to be the protagonist because I would be the center of attention for those two mature and experienced men. I love listening to men talk about their things while drinking with control. They become more charming, affectionate and uninhibited. A mature man who knows how to drink is admirable and not those miserable kids of 25 or 30 years old who get drunk on cheap tequila until they can't even stand up and then they make a mess with some woman. They think they're more macho because they drink.
On the stereo, Mexico City Blues by Javier Vargas was playing followed by When Angels Cry by Maná. Before serving dinner I left it resting for a bit and went to my room to get ready. I took off my bra and didn't put on any underwear. I perfumed myself and made up. My nails... I had painted myself a day before. Yes. I had listened to my husband about putting on makeup. I was wearing a white blouse, a black skirt, and high heels that accentuated my womanly curves and age. After doing so, I entered the living room and, as I bent down and kissed my husband while looking at the Spanish guy, I could see him noticing my breasts over my cleavage. I winked at them saying... -Let's eat, kids... They rushed to go to the kitchen for a bottle of wine, collecting the margarita cups. The kitchen is narrow and I could feel Luis II trying his best as he passed by to rub his cock against my ass. That mischief and boldness got me to 100. In reality, when I had taken off my panties, I noticed they were wet. They were full of me. The truth is that with those two men in the living room of my house, I would have gotten all my underwear wet if my husband was giving them away. I wanted men. Two men. Not one. Just like the events were developing, soon I would have two cocks and four eggs filled with cum in my mouth as a dessert. My husband served the wine, putting a little more for me. He knows that makes me horny and uninhibited. We started eating the three of us and Luis II explained how life was in Europe. Europe has always been a continent my husband would have loved to visit. Visiting its cathedrals, monuments, and museums would now be an opportunity since Luis invited us to spend a season in Zaragoza, his hometown, instead of paying expensive hotel bills. To celebrate, my husband uncorked a bottle of champagne and we toasted. If the wine made me horny, let alone the champagne... I put my hand on my husband's leg for a while and, sneakingly, took off one of my shoes. Things were like that and with my foot, I managed to reach the Spanish guy's crotch, who quickly sat back in his chair. I noticed his cock getting erect and my husband's in my right hand. The two of them looked at me. Predatory birds and I was so horny that I started to lose track of time, at which point I exclaimed... Uhhh!!!!!. I forgot... The dessert. Sit down there on the sofa, I'll bring it over. Both obeyed and took the champagne bottle with them. In the kitchen, I undressed myself of my skirt and blouse and came out into the living room with my erect breasts, high heels, and new suspenders. I had already said I was going without underwear. -This is the dessert... boys!!!!!. I started touching my breasts in front of them and sat down between the two of them. Both petted and kissed me. I was surrounded by their four arms that caressed all of my body. The Spanish one decided to put his hand inside my pussy and noticed how wet it was. My husband said... -I love when you don't wear underwear...! By then, both of their pants were already down and they had their erect cocks in each hand, lifting them up and putting them back down to make them even harder. I soon realized the intentions of the two when they quickly got up. Their hard-ons, like boards, surrounded my face on both sides. My husband exclaimed... -Suck!!!!. To which I started sucking his cock until the throat while holding the other one's cock with the other hand. I was going crazy!!!. I abandoned the cock of my husband who began to masturbate while trying to swallow the enormous cock of the Spanish one. Since I couldn't swallow even a quarter, I helped myself by sucking it while my husband tried to put it in me at the same time with poor results because they didn't fit. Exhausted, I leaned over the back of the sofa and while working on my husband's cock, the Spanish one sucked my clitoris and anus. I was going crazy seeing what these men were doing to me and taking an interest. I moaned like a possessed woman on that sofa and the smell of man completely intoxicated me. I came in the face of that Spanish one without remedy and with my husband's cock in my mouth. -Huuuuuuummmmmmmm......!!!!!!!. I exclaimed. Both began to kiss me and Me touching me all over and I would be caressing their wet nipples with my saliva and flow. My legs were trembling irreparably and they waited for me to recover like that. Yes, those two men loved me with a madness bordering on the extreme and that pleased me. Everything was spinning in those moments and my clitoris was totally pulsating. From it protruded an erect clitoris more than normal and my ass was perfectly lubricated already. When those two men lifted me up onto that sofa to penetrate me, I had left a good puddle of mine on the sofa cushion. My husband put me on my side and feeling the hardness of his cock, he rammed it into me at first try. The Spanish man got down on his knees on the sofa and held his tremendous cock with his hands to shove it into my mouth. A clip from my white stockings came undone from my tights. Both started pumping in me and I felt full of cock. -Look how I'm screwing my little wife. She's enjoying it so much!!!, said my husband. -Don't you get jealous?. Then you'll screw her too when she's eager to try new cock. -Damn... what pleasure I get from screwing her while she swallows your big cock. It had been a long time since I desired this!!!. In that position, my husband's cock was having trouble entering but it still managed to penetrate me. I wanted to feel the cock of my Spanish man however he might and so I was letting those men screw me. If it had been someone else, I wouldn't have accepted that veiled deal between us. Meanwhile, I was sucking his stiff cock with true devotion. I know many will think I'm a foxy but that's not it. I wanted, admired, and desired those two men with madness. And that they would share me, letting them take the lead, making me their occasion for my sake. From time to time, I'd raise my gaze to see how they were enjoying themselves. Their groans and faces of pleasure were more than eloquent. They seemed not to have seen a woman in their lives. I had known how to put them wild and primitive like two animals in heat competing for their women on the savannah. Until... Then everything had been torture. If I'm being sincere, half the times I went to bed with my husband were partly due to how hot I'd gotten those days from that Spanish devil. I would get up and go to sleep masturbating in silence sometimes, with my husband sleeping beside me. Only then could I calm down my fever. Sometimes, I would dream of that foreigner penetrating me with his cock in a dark alley, a bathroom, a doorway, or a public place. It was then that I would wake up completely soaked and masturbate before breakfast. Both my husband and my distant lover fulfilled all my desires towards men. The rest didn't matter to me and to top it off they were both called the same name and had the same age. Many times, I didn't even have time to get into my house because I got so excited from that Spanish guy on WhatsApp. I would park my car in my garage and touch my pussy until I came in the back seats. When a stranger passed by without noticing me, I'd get lost and come right away. I was thinking about this when a long string of saliva fell out of my mouth and landed on my tits. The moans of those men made me return to those thoughts. -Do you want to try it???. My husband said. -Yes, yes... fuck me now!. I exclaimed. My husband got off me and the Spanish guy put me on all fours on the sofa. Finally, I was going to try that cock. He opened my pussy well and rotated his cock around my anus. One leg was stretched out on the floor and one knee on the sofa for more comfort. I was anxious. I noticed right away how the head of his cock was opening up my slit and slowly sliding along the length and width of my fully lubricated hole that day. At mid-point, he moved his hips from left to right, widening my pussy even more. Until he carefully pushed it all the way in until my ovaries. In those moments, I was about to come. That tremendous 19-centimeter cock entered and left, always getting deeper and deeper. Inside until its tip hit my uterus. With each thrust, I felt something entering and never ending. -Jooooderrrrrrrr!!!!. I exclaimed when it was well inside me. -This is a good cock!!!!!. My husband sat on the sofa in front of me and Luis II. He saw how he was fucking his host's wife. My pussy emitted strange sounds every time he thrust into me, wet each time. Give me more, Luis... I'm going to come. More forceful. Please!!!!. He increased the rhythm of his thrusts, which became frenzied. As a result, I came in a minute while my husband was discharging large amounts of semen while masturbating. We had both come at the same time... -Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!......... My Spanish realized the situation and said.... -Stop???. -No, no... keep going, I'm going to come again.... Don't stop, please...!!!!. Please. I didn't know I could be multiorgasmic. That's how it was. I had two consecutive orgasms. One orgasm called another because I was so excited that day. It had never happened to me before!!!. I had two consecutive orgasms, and when I finished the second one, my husband's cock was still moving between gasps without any control, discharging the last drops of semen, thus moistening his pubic area. -Joder... this is a good dessert!!!!. I exclaimed while coming, looking at my husband's eyes. Some glassy-eyed eyes of pleasure. Slowly, I noticed that the Spanish was yielding to his thrusts despite him penetrating me strongly and firmly, holding onto my generous hips. It was evident he was about to come. For a moment, he separated from me, sat on the sofa, and put his enormous cock in my face. A stiff cock like a candelabra and juicy looked at my face before I didn't think twice and started sucking that anaconda. He was moaning nonstop, and my husband from the sofa couldn't believe how dedicated his wife was to giving pleasure to another man. Luis II's cock was at... point of bursting. Some blue veins ran through the entire trunk of his large cock and a pair of completely squeezed eggs became increasingly tense. When he was about to cum, he separated from me and began to masturbate in front of my face. The first thing I thought was that he would leave me full of his semen everywhere, which is what happened. That made me very horny. No man had dared to come on my face until then. This was going to make me feel like a fur. Three terrible sperm-filled discharges filled my face, leaving my cheeks, hair, nose, and forehead lost in sweet and thick semen. It was clear that this man hadn't ejaculated for some time. -Ohhhhhhhhh...Florrrrr... what a come!!!! This man had relieved himself on my face like a wild animal and I felt proud of it. His 19-centimeter cock moved without any control and I inserted my lover's cock into the deepest part of my mouth to clean it. He pulled it out and rubbed it on my face, spreading his semen all over my face as if it were a painting. My husband exclaimed. -Damn... this guy has come so much in my wife's face!!! He collapsed onto the sofa with a pulsating cock moving from side to side and my husband got up and kissed those parts of my face that weren't impregnated with his essence, telling me... -Very well, dear... you did it very well. -Did you like it?. -Yes, love!!!. -He hugged me with all the force of his arms and told me... -Come on, love. Go clean up. I love you more than anything in the world!!!! So I did. I grabbed my clip that had come undone from my stockings and checked myself out in the bathroom mirror to see how full I was of my lover's hot semen. A semen that slid down my breasts, neck, and stomach. I was completely full of his love. In that mirror, I noticed my rimel and rouge-stained lips and undressed myself of all my makeup. Then the Spanish man entered the bathroom. I didn't know why but a reflexive act made me grab a towel and covered my breasts. He stood beside me and cleaned his cock of sperm, telling me... -I don't know why you're wearing makeup if you look better without it. -Thank you very much. That made my self-esteem soar to the clouds. He hugged and kissed me. -You are a magnificent woman. A greedy flower. What luck your husband has... will you come visit me?. -Let's see if we can. It's just that... the child is small and... -We'll bring him. -Yes?. -Of course, yes. -Great mother, great wife, great lover... you have it all, ehhhh?. Have you thought about why?. -No. -Then it's because of you. No man had made me feel safer until then. Luis II kissed my face and left with my husband. They put on some shirts but not underwear and finished the champagne bottle. They were radiant both of them. And I... more. A huge joy surrounded me. I felt like a loved and admired woman. But the Spanish was leaving the next day for his country and in a cold Mexican evening, he bid us farewell. Lupita brought the child home. My husband and I prepared dinner and went to bed. I was exhausted. Drained from that day that had been a revelation for me. -That Spanish drives you crazy, doesn't it?. -Yes. I like him very much but I love you more than ever. My husband started kissing me and before I knew it, a stiff and strong cock was probing my pussy until it slid all the way to its deepest part. I began to moan with pleasure and we loved each other as never before. I came while he was inside me and felt an intense discharge of semen lubricate my entire pussy in the exact instant he came too. The next day, after my husband had left for work, I received a message. -Good morning, Flor. My plane is delayed and won't take off until this afternoon. I'll have time to say goodbye to you both. I was alone at home. I had already taken my son to daycare. He appeared with an enormous bouquet of flowers. I blushed seeing him like a little girl. I kissed and hugged him for the last time. Seeing him with that bouquet had made me... literally crazy. My right hand instinctively deposited itself in the crotch of my already erect friend in the middle of our tender embrace. I got down on my knees and lowered the elastic of his underwear. From inside came out like a spring a terrible cock that looked up at the ceiling. I swallowed it whole, just like the day before. We were alone and that made me take that step under the excitement. I pulled out my breasts above my top and played with that cock between them. He was moaning nonstop. I love your cock, Luis... -And how stiff it is!!!. It's tremendous like this. I like it. Always in shape!!!. I sucked his balls. Full of sperm, they were about to pour into my mouth. Despite my efforts to swallow that whole terrible cock, I couldn't do it. I grabbed it with both hands and started going up and down on it with my mouth. He was getting more and more tense, moving his hips forward and backward and holding onto the ponytail of my hair with his hand. A thread of saliva moistened my thighs. Keep going, Flor... keep sucking like that...!!!!. Please...!!!. You're really good at it!!!!. I'm just very greedy...!. Do you like it, ehhhh?. I already knew it! Sometimes he would pull his anaconda out of my mouth and lift it up and down, holding onto my hands with his brilliant cock overflowing with my saliva and pre-seminal liquid to make him come a little later. But as soon as he went back into my mouth, he started panting again like a dog. I noticed he was about to go off at any moment and told him... Where do you want to come this time, Spanishito?. In my breasts, in my mouth or on my face...???. He didn't even answer. Every time I saw him getting more agitated and nervous, trying not to hurt me by avoiding putting his cock too deep into my throat. He couldn't take it anymore. A terrible scream followed by some moans like an animal in pain gave way to a massive orgasm that I could savor in my mouth. I felt on my palate how several shots of his sweet and thick semen flooded my throat as his cock moved in my mouth. Uncontrollably and spasmodically. -Ahhhhhhh....!. Now then, darling!!!. How delicious!!!!. I had been craving your cum in my mouth...!!!!. -Look, love... I said, showing him the interior of my mouth filled with his semen to swallow it later. I stood up and said... -Did you like it?. -A lot, love. A lot. -And my flowers too, my precious foreigner. I said kissing him on the face and petting his hair. -Come on, darling... get dressed or you'll miss your flight... He got dressed and gave me a kiss on the mouth. -We will be in touch, love... -Of course we will. He left my house and I put his flowers in a vase on the living room table. It was such a large bouquet that it took me a while to find the right vase but suddenly something came to mind... -Upsssss!!!!. The video!!!!!!!. I went to the living room and got my phone. I had recorded from top to bottom the blow job I had given my friend. In an instant, I sent it to him before he boarded the plane with a message that said... -Take it, darling... so you can take a good memory of Mexico and your Mexicanita away with you... along with a heart ❤.
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