Chapter I - Paulina My Wife's Awakening

Introduction: My name is Ricardo, at 35 years old I have success in business and am married to a wonderful wife Paulina of 29 years. We are very much in love and always have been very united, although somehow something was missing inside me. Like many men, I had always had the fantasy of seeing my wife making love with another man. I know that most people might think of me as someone weak or failed, but I consider myself masculine and strong, a skilled businessman and the idea could be all less a whim. I have always been very excited about the idea of my wife being a sexy and determined girl.

Paolina has always enjoyed being a very sexy woman, but like in most cases, she would never consider herself part of my ideas, leaving me with my fantasies and imagination alone to increase.

Some internet artíbooties say that the number one fantasy of men currently is seeing another man making love with his wife, and this figure will increase for 2023. It was pleasant to discover I wasn't alone, but inside me really wanted it to become a reality in my life.

I took the courage to reveal my fantasies to my wife due to the confidence that had been built over these 8 years together. My wife's reasons for not following me were classic, she felt that I would never be able to handle it, especially if she enjoyed it and that our marriage, our lives would ruin if she did. This only made me explain more about how much I would excite and how the more she enjoys it, the more I would like it. I knew that men with aesthetic bodies and large members excited her, so I shared in detail my fantasies about them and how I would like her to enjoy them. I had hope that something would eventually awaken in her that would make her want to play my game. erotic.

I confessed to her that I would love to see a big cock sliding in and out of her and how much I would love to look at her eyes while offering a massage with her plump lips to another man's cock.

When I spoke to her like that during intimacy, she always got very wet, sucked me, and screwed me wildly. She admitted that the idea was exciting during our relationships but that she would never actually consider doing it.

In some fabulous sex sessions, I considered it and said If I do it, it will be with someone I choose and who I'm very excited about but then it became a point of silence accepting that it would never happen and that it had only been part of the game.

My wife has a good figure, always maintained at 29 years old, was a goddess in her shape, frequenting the gym every day, taking care of her diet and elegant dressing style, 1.65 cm tall made me 7 cm shorter than her. Although her greatest attraction lay in her Booty, one that didn't go unnoticed anywhere she visited with her tight waist gained with much dedication and breasts that, although not the largest, completed the sculptural figure giving it a touch worthy of any magazine model.

Paulina always maintained her intimacy only trimmed, never wanting to shave completely Too much trouble she said each time I questioned her, knowing how much I was excited by shaved cocks.

During the last years, sex had become rare and boring, I was the type who desperately needed an exciting and creative sexual life. I longed for it, but eventually began to lose interest in her sexually, due to what I call our mutual missionary-style masturbation, everything, even our fantasy games, became obsolete.

Both of us enjoyed experimenting in the bedroom, but that was losing its appeal, being submissive was what excited her most. but sometimes to be creative she loved bothering me and taking control, although that had also ended. What was happening in our lives would rekindle the flame and give us the best of both worlds.

The first change I noticed in her was little after she and her new work friend Kentya went to a bachelorette party. She had seen them recently at the gym where Pau and I go, they were a nice couple.

Pau and Kentya attended the bachelorette party with a group of friends. I had been told that one of the girls was going to hire a pair of male strippers to come to the party. I felt like she had let that information slip, just to stimulate my imagination, which of course happened. The whole night I imagined the most decadent scenarios, which surely wouldn't happen, but it was fun playing with my crazy mind.

When she got home, she immediately got into bed, pulled off the sheet and wrapped her hand around my cock and the other around my balls. She started licking up and down my shaft and biting the bottom of my head, which made me instantly hard for her.

She licked up and down laughing sensually while looking at me, then wrapped her head around my warm mouth. My hips began to rise to meet her as I let her fuck my mouth.

She slapped her cheeks a few times and rubbed her all over her lips, going back and forth between her mouth again and again.

I'm sorry to wake you, dear...mmm, but I need a little of hers, she whispered.

Then she got on top of me, taking my cock and rubbing her head against her slippery clitoris, masturbating with it and working it inside her extremely smooth and slippery pussy. Her warmth enveloped me as I struggled to contain myself from filling her with my semen right away.

She put her hands on my breast and lifted her hips up and down while I was screwing and kissing her like she hadn't done in years. It was wonderful! Where had this woman been?

You have to start giving your wife more cock, said she. While seducing me. In no time she came, curving her body over mine and clawing my shoulders with her nails, then I quickly followed, filling her with my warm semen. It was quick for both of us, but we needed it that much.

The next morning I told her I wanted her to start going to more parties like that. She told me a little about the night, but hesitated to tell me details. Everyone had gathered around 6 p.m. to have some drinks at someone's house. Later the party moved to one of the girls' houses. She said everyone had sworn to keep the secret about the strippers, but admitted it was very sexy having two naked men standing there with their members bobbing in front of them.

I asked how they looked.

The men or their cocks? she said with a giggle - They looked fabulous, the men looked like anyone would expect, handsome and magnificent, and their penises looked... better than I expected.

I asked if it excited her to have them there naked in front of her and if any of the girls touched them.

She took a sip of her coffee and thought - I couldn't help but get excited, never before had I seen two men naked at the same time, especially with that physique and face, and their cocks just centimeters from my face.

Isn't it annoying? she said - It was just one innocent night for girls.

She smiled at me while saying it.

I assured her it wasn't and asked if anything else had happened.

Mmm... well I'll tell you this... I was heading to the bathroom and heard something from a room I passed by, the door was open so I peeked in...

What did you see? I asked.

She hesitated again, choosing whether or not to tell me.

I saw one of the girls riding one of the boys while he was lying there. She was fucking him right there on the floor, while his ass went up and down, I could see the bright cock sliding in and out of her.

—Did anything else happen? —I pressed.

—Well, later, after I had returned to the main hall, I realized that the other boy wasn't with the girls either, so I went looking around the house, my curiosity was at its peak, finally I arrived at a door where I heard giggles, slowly opened it and through the interior mirror, I could see two of the girls sharing the boy's cock, giving each other head between them.

She was licking and sucking like a post, I got stuck, they continued to lick him while he came, kissing and licking his penis, I had never seen anything so luxurious in my life —she said sadly.

—Thought I knew these girls! Never would have suspected that they'd do something like this behind closed doors.

—Who was it? —I asked, invaded by the curiosity of knowing the identity of her friends.

—You're crazy! It's private and privileged information, I can't tell you that. Although... wasn't one of the lucky ones, it was very stimulating to see, I couldn't take my eyes off them, I felt so naive.

Paulina started being a little more playful in bed after that day, using sexier clothes like she did back then, I felt like I had to see the liberated attitude of her friends that night.

She never was the same again after that night. Things were different with me too. My fantasies had received new energy. I loved that she had been there and seen everything, especially that it had excited her. We started talking more unpleasantly during sex and enjoying it more.

One night she made me dance for her in the bedroom and while I was doing so, she crawled towards me on all fours and began to lick and suck my cock. She pulled my member like a puppy nursing a breast. I couldn't help but think that she was '... making me do what I had wanted to make the strippers that night at the party.

She and Kentya became very good friends and started going out on a girls' night plan every two Wednesday nights. A few weeks later, one morning after having gone out with Kentya the previous night, she asked if we could meet up after work to grab some drinks at a bar in the city center.

I hadn't been doing that plan for years, so I accepted with great pleasure. I had been there once with a foreign client, it's an elegant place in the city center, with walls of walnut, one side a restaurant and the other a separate bar only separated by a slight drop in the floor.

I arrived before her, taking a whisky in a private and isolated cabin from the bar. Paulina entered looking great, unusually dressed in a sexy black dress and sunglasses on her hair. I stood up, we kissed and hugged, congratulating her on looking so extraordinary.

We took some drinks and spent a pleasant, relaxed, and romantic time. She was nervous, taking her drinks hastily, although neither of us drank much these days.

Then, after finding her courage, she looked at me straight in the eye and said —Richi, I have a proposal for you.

I left my drink while sliding my hands over hers. I had no idea what was going on in her mind. She gathered her courage and went straight to the point.

—I want to give you something —she looked at me with sexy eyes while speaking, trying to see what was happening.

—What? —I asked.

—What's your favorite fantasy? —she continued —Do you know... what you've tried to make me do for so many years?

I knew what she was talking about, but for some reason I didn't want to say it, I had been disappointed too many times.

—Come closer and look at me —she said while leaning towards me over the table, raising an eyebrow —We both know what you've always wanted me to do, now tell me what your biggest fantasy is?

I kept silent for a few seconds... seconds —What do you have sex with other men? — pull it out of the deepest part of my throat?

She leaned forward, smiling. The drinks had given her a pleasant boost —Do you still want me to suck another cock for you, maybe let you watch?

In a giant heartbeat, my heart felt like it was leaving my chest, beating so hard; I felt like she could hear it, her words took me completely by surprise.

She never spoke like that, never mocked me in this way and especially not on that topic, at least not in a normal environment away from the bed, even there the initiative was always mine, I was so excited and thrilled to hear all that I couldn't speak. At the same moment, completely terrified by this drastic change in my wife, had she found a lover? Was she perhaps about to lose me?

I went from being a happy and carefree husband who has fun with his wife to being a complete and excited bundle of nerves.

—Just tell... me if or not? Do you still want it? —she insisted.

What was happening here? I didn't know how to respond, my heart beating strongly as her question continued to wait for an answer, she looked at me waiting for my response.

—I said yes by reflex, after wanting and desiring it for so long.

—Would you be jealous if he enjoyed it? —she asked.

—I probably would —I replied.

—If you're jealous, do you want me to stop? —she said.

—No, well... assuming I'd like you to have fun —I replied with a lump in my throat.

—Do you want me to have fun and make you jealous then, no matter what? Is that what you're saying? —she asked.

—I looked at her feeling a little embarrassed, held my drink with both hands, breathed and answered —Yes, that's what would excite me the most, that you enjoy it regardless of what happens.

—And do you think you could handle it? —she said while keeping her eyes on mine.

—I think I could try —I replied.

—What a great thing! —she responded with a slight smile. smile —But...it would be better if you knew that you can —said lifting my hand to her lips and kissing it with love —That would make it easier for me to give you what you want...! And I want to give you your fantasy!

I knew I could see the color in my face while saying her words.

—Would you do it? But… —I asked timidly, still in shock.

—But nothing! —she interrupted me —However, there is one thing...we have to follow rules.

—Rules? —I replied.

She turned around and opened her purse, searching for something and pulling out a crumpled page.

—The only way this can work is if you agree with these rules —she said with a mocking smile on her face.

She had everything planned, pushed a page to my side of the table. I finished my drink with a strong sip and raised two fingers at the waiter, needing a refill quickly.

—Read them and tell me your decision —she said —Once you make your choice, there's no way to undo it, if you decide you don't want me to do this, then you'll have to promise me that you'll never ask me to fulfill this fantasy of yours again.

If you want me to do it, you'll have to sign the agreement and understand that the rules are solid, if you ever break or complain or make me think in any way that you can't handle jealousy, it will be very simple, we'll stop and go back to our less adventurous, monotonous life, never to return again. All or nothing, is the only way I can do this —she asked nervously, smiling slightly but looking directly at me —The last thing I would want is for this to damage our relationship, I just want it to be better for both of us —she finished.

—I understand —I said feeling extremely nervous, trembling with anticipation and fear of the long-desired fantasy that was now harvesting.

The waiter returned with our drinks and left, I took the papers and tried not to let them tremble in my hand when I began to unfold them. And start reading them.

The agreement that follows is absolute and unbreakable.

To my beloved husband:

You know I was very young when I was single and always a good girl, while my friends seemed to have all the fun. Now I want to experience the freedom they have, I've always wanted to express my wild side, but I was afraid of what you or others would think.

For the next three months, I want to enjoy the freedom of being the sexy woman I've always wanted to be and fulfill your fantasy as you desire, but if I do, you must accept the following:

You must understand that I will put you to the test and make you demonstrate that you can handle your fantasies coming true.

You must understand that you must pass each test, or your fantasy will end abruptly.

You must give me permission to have sex with anyone I want in front of you or without you, and without limits.

If I decide to do it in front of you, you won't say anything about it and be a perfect host for my friends.

I won't stop even if I think you're getting extremely jealous or the humiliation towards you is very noticeable.

I can leave this when I want.

I'll often calm you down by telling you about my adventures and you must listen with great attention.

You can't go out with anyone and stay home when I'm not there, this fantasy is yours, you want to see me with others, I don't want to see you with others.

You will do anything that my lovers ask or tell you to do.

You must understand that if for some reason I feel you cannot handle this, I'll cancel this agreement and promise never to ask you to do something like this again.

I accept everything above and any additional items you may add later.

Your loving Husband.
___________________
Signature.

A shiver ran down my spine and my sweaty hands gave away the reality of what I was living when I looked away from the pages, she continued.

--I know this seems a lot more extreme than what you expected, but in order for this to work in reality, I have to know beforehand what I can and cannot do, it would be devastating if you suddenly stopped me while I'm making love with someone - she said cautiously - it will require a lot of discipline from your part, but I want to be sure that you can handle it, so you'll have to prove yourself.

She paused while taking a sip of her drink - If you pass my tests we'll continue, if not... well, probably you wouldn't have been able to handle what comes next anyway.

I had never known this attitude from my wife before, this was so defined on her part, she had control over her sex and everything and it excited me.

- Are we in agreement? - she asked - Or do you just want to keep it as a fantasy?

- Can I think about it during the night? - I asked.

- No! I need to know now, so tomorrow I can change my mind - she replied quickly.

The bar seemed to be in a whirlwind, I looked at her - It's now or never! - she said.

I looked at the list again, my cock was hard in my pants. I took a pen, looked at her and signed it, sliding the sheet back onto the table towards her.

- Does this excite you as much as me? - I asked.

Looking at me, Pau lowered her hand under the table and with a slight movement that got lost among the tablecloth, she moved her arm up towards me with her wet index finger seeming to be her sexy juices.

- Almost like it's my idea - she said - suppose I should also sign our agreement, shouldn't I? - pressing her finger on the contract, leaving a wet mark next to my signature - Does that answer your question?

Then she lifted her finger back up to my lips in this new personality of hers.

I kissed her, impacted by the sea of sensations that all this had provoked in me.

- I think I need a drink - she said - Do you want a drink with me? - she asked.

- A kind of drink to toast Our agreement -- I add -- I think I'd like sex on the beach, Kentya told me it would be great -- she said with a smile.

We stayed longer enjoying dinner and dancing, it was a romantic dinner, I asked what had caused this change in her. Later I discovered that she and Kentya were very close and shared private matters.

Kentya's husband looked a lot like me, they lived on the other side of town, and for a long time he insisted that his best friend sleep with him. She was just like my wife, not interested at all in that.

However, one unplanned night ended up in bed between her husband and her friend where she discovered she could find pleasure in it all.

-- Kentya says she loves having two cocks competing for her attention and trying to please her -- said Pau -- she thinks most of us wives have been wrong, Kentya says our husbands want us to be sexy, they want us to be perverted, like you want us to enjoy sex with you or others or maybe a woman, ultimately it's all about pleasure.

Paulina kept her gaze on different parts of the bar while continuing to tell me what Kentya had told her.

-- Kentya says that the more unpleasant she is towards her husband, the more he likes it and treats her sweeter, she thinks he's like many men, a latent cuck. So now she plays with his mind a lot, joking about other men she wants, she thinks you can be like her husband and should play with you in the same way.

Women also need and love sex, many of us just don't admit it. Then why not?, especially if we can do it in front of our husbands without cheating -- concluded.

In my opinion Kentya wasn't what my wife told me she was like, she was beautiful and seemed conservative, you'd never guess all that passed through my mind, 'lucky husband' I thought.

After dinner, I suggested we do something to seal the night.

He loved dancing more than anything in the world and there was a new dance club in fashion just down the street, so I challenged him to show me he was serious: a first act of his new femininity.

I had always wanted to go to a club, then have her enter behind me and join me at the bar as if we weren't together. Maybe see other men trying to hit on her. Of course, she would never do that in the past. Then now, confront him.

She smiled - Don't you think I'm ready for the challenge?

I shook my head - No, I want you to be a good submissive wife tonight and show me you're serious - I said.

She looked at me for a moment - Why don't you pay the dinner bill while I go freshen up? - she said.

I did it and when she returned there was sensuality in her walk and seeing her breasts bouncing under the black dress. Discreetly, she handed me her black panties and bra - You would be a good husband and leave this in the car, I don't think you'll need it tonight.

- I'll stay and finish my drink here until you have time to find a place at the club you're talking about and I'll meet you there soon.

I left the bar and headed to the car with her underwear, hurrying to get to the club as quickly as possible. I walked towards the entrance of the place, a guy greeted me and offered me a spot at the available tables, which I replied that I would be at the bar. I ordered my first drink and waited. A few minutes later, I saw my beautiful wife enter the club followed by the gaze of the door man and several men around her.

She joined me at the bar. At first, she ignored me as if she didn't know me, I offered her a drink and she did well in her role, with casual gratitude.

It didn't take long for the men at the place to start flirting with her. She rejected one by one, confusing me a bit. I leaned in and asked if she wanted to go home, thinking she wasn't interested. —Oh no!—she said, looking the other way across the room—only I'm waiting for that mulatto boy on the other side of the dance floor, he's not stopping looking at me but hasn't come yet. She turned around to look at the bar—If I'm going to play this game, I'll wait for what I want—she said while taking a sip of her drink. In no time, the boy walked towards her, at first she behaved shyly with him, then flirted, flipping her hair and giving all the feminine signs while standing next to me, separated by just a few centimeters on the bar. As I thought, he invited her to the dance floor and she accepted. They were one of the couples dancing very close, he wrapped his arms around her from behind and swayed their hips to the rhythm of the music at the location. It didn't take them long to dissolve into the crowd, but she stayed near me at the bar. I could see them embracing, her understanding his legs around one of hers while she spun her hips over him. They seemed never to leave the dance floor, accepting to go back and forth to take something and catch their breath, then returning to dance again. She always came back to my stool and rubbed my leg or cock while he tried to kiss her neck or run his hands over her body. I saw him discreetly touch my wife's ass while they were standing next to me, she passed her hand over the front of his crotch, letting her hand brush against his cock as she felt mine with the other hand. When he did it, I slid my hand under her skirt from behind, sliding it down the back of her thighs and between her legs. I felt her pussy wet while moving it towards me. My fingers slid easily between the slippery folds of flesh. Ah, there I was, in public where no one could see, feeling her intimacy as she felt my cock in one hand and the stranger's cock in another Her side with the other one. It seemed like she was going crazy.

When her attempts to get the boy out of the club failed, she took him dancing again. She turned around and winked at me. Soon a friend of hers joined them on the dance floor, the three of them started dancing, placing her between them. She loved it, her arms raised high as they pressed against her, then she would turn to their arms around the boy in front of her, while he held her ass as the other rubbed against her from behind.

When she separated from them, she headed towards us with a kiss very close to both lips and signaled for me to meet her outside the club. That night I almost devoured her, ripping off her clothes as soon as we stepped inside the house.

While making love, she told me how much it had excited her that he rubbed against her and practically screwed her there on the floor in front of everyone and me.

I asked if she liked feeling another male member.

Yes, I felt both their cocks when they danced with me. It was so exciting to feel two men rubbing against me and their hands touching me. I got so wet.

It didn't need to be said that we made love again the next week, I must have filled her up until she overflowed, collapsing into each other's arms.

Can we do it again next week? she whispered softly before I fell asleep.

What I didn't know was that day by day she began to love him more and soon our sexual life would be on the verge of changing forever.

The first week was pretty much the same, our sexual life improved instantly. She talked dirty in bed with me, telling me she had always thought it would be sexy to have two cocks at once, that it would be fun to torture me by licking another cock in front of me. And constantly made me tell her how I wanted her to do things with them.

She was warm and optimistic with me, flirting much more with me. She remained beautiful, almost flaunting herself in front of me, she was mocking me walking half-naked and changing in front of me.

The owner of our gym, Marcos, a former lawyer, had always tried to strike up conversations with Paulina while we were exercising, even when I was there. Although she had ignored him continuously in the past and rejected him politely, I felt stimulated by his approaches and a little jealous of him. Things were different now.

Now she wasn't ignoring him. And now he was always standing in front of her machine, talking and laughing with her, both flirting like two high school kids, as if I weren't there, accepting her occasional glance at me with her sweet smile.

He was my first real sting. I couldn't help it. Of all the people, this would be the man, the first one.

Marcos was a well-built man, a true fitness fanatic with a large, voluminous body. Not puffed up or overbuilt, simply well-sculpted. He had an outer personality that was more charming than mine, and could be a bit arrogant at times, but the kind of person everyone likes and wants to know. Now it seemed he had become her personal trainer, with his hands on her every chance he got. All this made me feel insecure, but at the same time I felt stimulated.

One night, after finishing their routines, she headed to the locker room to take a shower and get dressed, when she returned she approached me while I was still exercising and told me that Marcos had invited her to have something with some friends from another gym.
Doesn't it bother you, dear? he added for a special touch.

I looked over my shoulder and Marcos was there in the doorway, watching us and waiting. I could feel myself blushing, with that invasive and exciting feeling, knowing she was about to leave with another man.
Of course, dear, have fun, my stomach was full of an indescribable void. My voice when it broke, Pau winked at me, furrowed his brow with a light kiss in the air and turned towards Marcos smiling, with a slight flirtation, I saw them heading to the door. I finished my training thinking of nothing but them leaving together.

Kentya, who also attended the gym, was on the stationary bike on the other side of the gym when she saw me watching them leave the gym, looked at me and smiled. It seemed like a smile for Paulina as if he were proud of her.

Throughout the whole night, it was all I could think about, I was tortured. I couldn't help but wonder and fantasize about what they might be doing. I wanted to have her at home, but at the same time I loved the thrill of it. It's madness, I know, I don't understand what excites some of us. I myself don't understand. I fantasized all night with her kissing him and his legs opening up to his exploring hands.

After a few hours, I heard the main door opening, it was well past midnight obviously, it was noticeable that he had taken something and his hair was slightly disheveled. He entered the room walking on tiptoes, when our gazes met I winked seductively at him and approached crawling onto the bed until me, approached and kissed me with those delicate lips, her soft and complete kisses always left me breathless.

But this kiss put me in shock.

Not because I had been waiting for his return, but because I perceived a different smell on his breath, I knew that smell and taste sexy, I knew it from all those kisses she had tried my cock.

It was cock in her breath! I was sure! I didn't know what to do, how to respond.

So I acted as if I hadn't noticed.

She smiled and kissed me again, but more deeply and sexily - Do you like it? -she asked and then licked around my mouth kissing me for the third time and laughing.

I love kissing and needed it so much, she was a good kisser. In the past when I savored to myself on her lips, that she would have eaten me, often fantasized about the flavor and smell of cock in her kisses being because she was eating it from someone else instead of mine. I always went crazy imagining that.

But this was real, absolutely real. I was sure she had sucked his cock tonight. I was inflamed by my fantasy and at the same time, torn apart by intense fear and jealousy that my wife had been drinking with another man and sucking his cock, but I was so excited that I canceled out any other feeling. The image ran through my mind, her kissing his flat stomach and then licking his penis, taking it in her mouth.

It was terrible but wonderful torment.

I could smell his cologne on his neck, gave me another one of her deep and wet French kisses. The smell of masculine sex seemed even more evident, no doubt his cock had been in my wife's mouth.

Paulina quickly backed away, closed her eyes and laughed, swaying slightly from the drinks, an electric current ran through my body, but I tried to contain myself and act as if I hadn't noticed the sex on her breath. Waiting for her movements some word from her mouth about what had happened.

She had sucked his cock off Marcos she really had sucked his cock off Marcos the thought kept pounding in my brain, as if trying to make me realize the gravity of the act. My sweet conservative wife had really sucked off arrogant Marcos, not just a fantasy of mine, but in reality that I had sought for so long.

She slid her arms around me. My groin was still inflamed, my mind confused. I felt trapped by the insult. I didn't know what to say or how to react, because deep down it was what I wanted, what I always wanted. I wanted to run and at the same time I wanted her to tell me what she had done.

--Do I have good taste, dear? --She joked, wanting me to He knew without saying it. He wanted me to know the reality without saying it. He wanted me to know that if he wanted, not only could he but would suck other cocks.

I acted stupid and said - Do you know wonderful love very sexy - My heart turned over while I tried to contain my emotions and didn't want her to know what was happening. I loved her breath, couldn't believe I was thinking this about myself, but I was. I wanted him to kiss me again, wanted him to make me try it again, but he didn't.

- Do you like my kisses? Isn't that so, love? - she mocked again, enjoying the fact that I knew and couldn't say a word until she could say something more.

- You look very sexy tonight, even sexier than usual - And it was true, she looked radiant with her hair disheveled, but showing sensuality.

She kissed me on the forehead and said - Go get me a drink like the good husband you are.

I did, going down to the bar next to the living room and coming back up to meet her on the stairs where she received me with another deep kiss, took my hand and led me to the bedroom where we made love like never before, her pussy was so excited I couldn't believe it.

When I started getting close to orgasm, she told me she couldn't wait for another cock to penetrate her. She told me how much she wanted me to slide my cock into her after another man had fucked her.

She was changing, making me say again how much I wanted her to be a bad girl and I did, exploding uncontrollably in her pussy.

We fell asleep one on top of the other, just when we were about to fall asleep, she put her head on my chest and looked at me, giving me a warm kiss on the cheek, closed her eyes again, whispering - Do you like the taste of another on my lips?

End of Chapter I

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