This story was brought to me by my friend Oscar, everything happened a week after returning from our honeymoon in Punta Cana with his current wife Silvia.
This history is transcribed from his narration as it was told, without additions.
With Silvia one night of boredom we decided to go to the sex shop to buy something to spice up the situation. We thought it would be something innocent, but almost destroyed our marriage.
The game consisted of three decks of cards and a sand timer, it was a sexual trivia with personal questions on each card, and the one who decided not to answer had to execute a test that was in another deck of cards and if the test failed there was a third deck that was the punishment deck. All this had to happen within five minutes, which was the maximum time limit given by the timer.
I thought it would be an opportunity to explore our sexuality a bit, we started quite well.
Go ahead, take your turn, love, Silvia said enthusiastically.
The game was too bold for my taste. If I had known today I would have taken the time to research it before opening and proposing it to my girlfriend.
Do you have any pending fantasies?
Hold my butt, always ask me and never give it to me.
Ay nene, I told you my ex had a big one and it hurt me, it broke my butt and from then on I lost the desire. That fear stayed with me.
It's my turn to ask. 'Was she with someone of her own sex?'
Yes, obviously, with my friends we would get together until we were bored. We would be messing around and putting things in each other.
What strange, you never told me anything.
Well, Oscar, it's not like you have to know everything about my sexual life. Don't be moralistic just because I'm giving you a blow job!
It's my turn to ask. 'Did you ever do a threesome?'
No, if when I was at university I spent most of my time studying.
Always so sweet, my love, that's why I love you so much! All guys are thinking about screwing in university and you focused on growing academically, having a good grade average. After working, having your things. You're a responsible person, that's why I admire you so much. Thanks to that we have everything we have and thanks to God.
-With that you mean I'm a jerk, you know me.
-No, silly, let's keep going.
-Ok, did you ever have sex with a relative?
-Consequence. I'd rather take the test.
-Who did Silvia sleep with? Your Uruguayan cousin who stays at your house every time he comes? Seriously?!
-It's not my cousin, it's my husband's aunt's son, we have nothing to do with each other. See what happened to me.
The letter said I had to make my partner come before the sand timer ran out but I should avoid reaching orgasm. Silvia was really hot, she took off her pants and put her hand in mine, and started rubbing it very softly, when there were three minutes left it started getting wild and furious while I was being slapped, but I couldn't cum.
-It's my turn to ask, heart. Was someone of the same sex?
-Of course not, this is a mess, I'm not gay.
-Haha don't get so upset, sky. Let's keep going.
-Did you have interracial sex?
-Yes, baby, it was a few years ago with a black guy who really got me off.
-I'm messing with you
-Of course not. Post, there was this one guy who lived near my mom's house who had a cell phone store. It was a nice experience, he really got me off several times. Uff, it was tremendous!
-It's okay but you're going crazy saying that guy really got you off! You're making me want to throw up!
-Well, my love, don't be silly, we're playing, I thought you'd get a little excited if I told you.
-How am I supposed to get excited because some black guy screwed you?! You must have had it like an eggplant, you're a dirty one!
-Aww baby, don't be racist, that's not good, seriously, you'll have to deal with it in therapy because it doesn't make you feel good. Now it's my turn.
-What's your fantasy?
-I know how to do it on a balcony. I'm not as adventurous as you seem.
-It happened to me too, baby. My fantasy is that four giant guys come, they break in and are like two meters tall with the pipes.
over twenty centimeters, well wide and thick and tie you to a chair and put a strap on your mouth and do everything to me and force you to look. Let them get violent and kick me around and rape me and you stay quiet and can't do anything. And I have to do what they tell me so they don't hurt you.
- Ok.
- Did you get angry?
- Nothing to see.
- I know you well, bombón, and I know when you get angry. Give him a kiss, give it to him.
- Get out, Silvia, you're driving me crazy!
- Well, it's your turn. Have you ever fantasized about seeing your partner with someone else?
- No, everything you tell me makes me sick, I wish you had been a virgin when we started dating.
- Aw, bichi, you stayed in the 1500s, you make me laugh. I won't say anything more because you get angry. So now it's all about testing.
- You should receive oral sex and not reach orgasm before the estimated time ends
Then Silvia took off her thong and got down on her knees on the bed, she had a very nice booty, black with silver straps. A huge t-shirt that covered her entire body king size. I loved sucking her pussy. She's an incredible woman. It's necessary to describe her as an amazon. Of considerable size. A giantess. Natural blonde, 1.80 meters tall, honey-colored eyes, good genetics with enormous thighs, hockey player twins. I always told her she was my giraffe, we had built our couple codes in a very cheesy way. I got between her legs while she moved, rubbing her clitoris with my tongue, lips, and nose. Until that night I felt like I'd had immense luck for a cutie like that to give me the ball. She was a beast, a vedette, Hulk's cousin, but then I discovered you shouldn't bite more than what the maxilla gives you, as would say a punk song from my country.
Before reaching three minutes, she finished talking. She filled my face with fluids, obviously she was super hot with the game. I don't know if humiliating me by listing her extensive sexual life or just remembering old experiences with alpha males who did what they wanted and treated her like an object.
─Oh my love, I'm done, forgive me. Now it's my turn for punishment.
─Punishment: twenty spanks with hand or object
─The first ten I gave with the palm of my hand, with quite rigor. The second ten I decided to give with my belt, she was looking at me like biting her lips and her pupils were dilating while I was running the buckle, the metallic sound was stimulating, the natural leather crying out on the jean fabric of the pants, my hand rolling up the tip and making a fist ready to give blows. Silvia loved it when I whipped her with the belt, she always told me that her aunt used to whip her cousin with a belt when she misbehaved, she was an eleven-year-old girl, already big enough for that type of punishment. To me it seemed something savage and cruel, Silvia would tell me that she, younger than her cousin, got very hot when she saw her aunt's hands, perfectly manicured by a professional, crashing against the fair skin of her daughter, and when she whipped her with the belt more jealous she would get. She confessed to me that she always behaved on purpose to see if her aunt would dare to do the same with her, but it never happened. Her aunt was too respectful towards other people's children.
Meanwhile I was finishing up the punishment.
─Hit me, make me suffer, punish me for being a slut. Show me who's boss. I was bad love, I was with many, I wasn't a good girl. Make me suffer.
I really hit her hard, but the rigor that titian could take was much more than what I could provide.
The game continued.
─Do you prefer blondes or brunettes? (I also had the male version below, blonds or dark-haired)
─I've always liked brunettes better.
─Why do you say that? You went crazy. Or are you saying I don't like you?
─It's not that, it's just that I've always been more attracted to that type of girl. ─Don't tell me that. Women are insecure. It's like if I said I prefer guys with big cocks. It's obvious it will hurt you. Well, let me go find a well-endowed guy who likes blondes, and you can screw any dirty black woman.
─Well, we're playing. Don't get upset.
─Naah, I'm going to hell, you believe all this. ─said laughing. ─Give me something, we're done, this has gotten me so hot and I want you to fuck me.
─Do you prefer sex with love or wild?
─You know I like it rough. With you it's more tasty because we add the love. But when they're fucking me, I think I'm a slut, I like being mistreated.
─Let's continue. You have to answer next. Have you ever had a threesome?
─In Bariloche with two companions. They were the ugliest and nobody wanted to screw them. But I knew they were the most drunk so I got brave. Not everything is about a pretty face. Besides, it was sad, everyone was screwing and they left without putting in. Ahh, it wasn't a threesome because the coordinator was also there, who was a thirty-something guy. He was guiding them and also participated, they asked him why the little guys were inexperienced.
─Did you screw three guys when you were seventeen?
─Yes, it was great. Then I did another quartet at my sister's husband's farewell party. Because the stripper didn't show up and I got mad that the last night of a bachelor party passed without women. Even Sarita doesn't know anything, never open your mouth. But so no one thinks you're just those two times, I was with more than one, not anyone. I rejected many other opportunities to do it, but then I understood I had to make myself respected.
─You're a piece of shit slut. I married a slut, the mother of my children. My old lady used to say don't close up on her. With reason the husband of your sister looks down on me, if he screwed my wife. Plus I was sharing asados and gatherings with him. He must be laughing inside that I got married. With the worst prostitute in the country. --Yes, I was but when I met you I never touched another guy again. Nor have I been unfaithful to you in thought. I live for you. So you can't recriminate me anything. --This is making me feel bad, let's finish this already. Ask me. --I ask, 'Did he ever pay for sex?' --Yes, when I was 13 my uncle took me to debut. --Aww, my love, that's child abuse, horrible that it happened to you. When we started college, we had to do things we're not proud of. --What things? --I said opening my eyes like two fried eggs. This game seemed to have no limit, was getting more and more turbid. --My old lady had a friend, Ricardo, who paid her for being with us. Well, since we were bad, full crisis of 2001, there was nothing left. He would take me and my sister Sara, sometimes both together. He put in a lot of money, that's how my old lady ended up paying the house and starting the business. Despite taking advantage of our vulnerable situation, we owe it all to him. I don't hold any grudge. --What a family of whores from hell. Think about now the sexy girl of your old lady is acting like a saint going to that church in the neighborhood. --You because you come from a 'good' family, we lived on a ranch eating day by day, we were badly dressed, three single women. We had hunger. It shows you never went through need. --Why didn't they put themselves to work, daughters of a slut?! --Do you think working would have allowed us to pay for a house and a business in the capital? I did it for my old lady, for my sister. Today we are both professionals, married to good men, we have our things, otherwise we'd be collecting cartons. --Silvia, why didn't you tell me all this before marrying me? --Personal things. You don't need to know. Thank you for telling me because you're my best friend besides the guy I chose to spend the rest of my life with. --I want to separate from Silvia, I'll marry a 'woman' slut. If I had known even in hell you would propose to me. I'm regretful. Thinking that I left Vanina, that good girl who loved me and hadn't had a single boyfriend in her life.
--You can't separate love, everything is in my name. The house, the cars, the coastal estate. You went through all that because of the problem with taxes. Do you remember? If we separate you'll lose everything, so let's sleep and I want my husband to make me feel loved. I love you. Thanks for understanding me. Do you still want your giraffe?
This history is transcribed from his narration as it was told, without additions.
With Silvia one night of boredom we decided to go to the sex shop to buy something to spice up the situation. We thought it would be something innocent, but almost destroyed our marriage.
The game consisted of three decks of cards and a sand timer, it was a sexual trivia with personal questions on each card, and the one who decided not to answer had to execute a test that was in another deck of cards and if the test failed there was a third deck that was the punishment deck. All this had to happen within five minutes, which was the maximum time limit given by the timer.
I thought it would be an opportunity to explore our sexuality a bit, we started quite well.
Go ahead, take your turn, love, Silvia said enthusiastically.
The game was too bold for my taste. If I had known today I would have taken the time to research it before opening and proposing it to my girlfriend.
Do you have any pending fantasies?
Hold my butt, always ask me and never give it to me.
Ay nene, I told you my ex had a big one and it hurt me, it broke my butt and from then on I lost the desire. That fear stayed with me.
It's my turn to ask. 'Was she with someone of her own sex?'
Yes, obviously, with my friends we would get together until we were bored. We would be messing around and putting things in each other.
What strange, you never told me anything.
Well, Oscar, it's not like you have to know everything about my sexual life. Don't be moralistic just because I'm giving you a blow job!
It's my turn to ask. 'Did you ever do a threesome?'
No, if when I was at university I spent most of my time studying.
Always so sweet, my love, that's why I love you so much! All guys are thinking about screwing in university and you focused on growing academically, having a good grade average. After working, having your things. You're a responsible person, that's why I admire you so much. Thanks to that we have everything we have and thanks to God.
-With that you mean I'm a jerk, you know me.
-No, silly, let's keep going.
-Ok, did you ever have sex with a relative?
-Consequence. I'd rather take the test.
-Who did Silvia sleep with? Your Uruguayan cousin who stays at your house every time he comes? Seriously?!
-It's not my cousin, it's my husband's aunt's son, we have nothing to do with each other. See what happened to me.
The letter said I had to make my partner come before the sand timer ran out but I should avoid reaching orgasm. Silvia was really hot, she took off her pants and put her hand in mine, and started rubbing it very softly, when there were three minutes left it started getting wild and furious while I was being slapped, but I couldn't cum.
-It's my turn to ask, heart. Was someone of the same sex?
-Of course not, this is a mess, I'm not gay.
-Haha don't get so upset, sky. Let's keep going.
-Did you have interracial sex?
-Yes, baby, it was a few years ago with a black guy who really got me off.
-I'm messing with you
-Of course not. Post, there was this one guy who lived near my mom's house who had a cell phone store. It was a nice experience, he really got me off several times. Uff, it was tremendous!
-It's okay but you're going crazy saying that guy really got you off! You're making me want to throw up!
-Well, my love, don't be silly, we're playing, I thought you'd get a little excited if I told you.
-How am I supposed to get excited because some black guy screwed you?! You must have had it like an eggplant, you're a dirty one!
-Aww baby, don't be racist, that's not good, seriously, you'll have to deal with it in therapy because it doesn't make you feel good. Now it's my turn.
-What's your fantasy?
-I know how to do it on a balcony. I'm not as adventurous as you seem.
-It happened to me too, baby. My fantasy is that four giant guys come, they break in and are like two meters tall with the pipes.
over twenty centimeters, well wide and thick and tie you to a chair and put a strap on your mouth and do everything to me and force you to look. Let them get violent and kick me around and rape me and you stay quiet and can't do anything. And I have to do what they tell me so they don't hurt you.
- Ok.
- Did you get angry?
- Nothing to see.
- I know you well, bombón, and I know when you get angry. Give him a kiss, give it to him.
- Get out, Silvia, you're driving me crazy!
- Well, it's your turn. Have you ever fantasized about seeing your partner with someone else?
- No, everything you tell me makes me sick, I wish you had been a virgin when we started dating.
- Aw, bichi, you stayed in the 1500s, you make me laugh. I won't say anything more because you get angry. So now it's all about testing.
- You should receive oral sex and not reach orgasm before the estimated time ends
Then Silvia took off her thong and got down on her knees on the bed, she had a very nice booty, black with silver straps. A huge t-shirt that covered her entire body king size. I loved sucking her pussy. She's an incredible woman. It's necessary to describe her as an amazon. Of considerable size. A giantess. Natural blonde, 1.80 meters tall, honey-colored eyes, good genetics with enormous thighs, hockey player twins. I always told her she was my giraffe, we had built our couple codes in a very cheesy way. I got between her legs while she moved, rubbing her clitoris with my tongue, lips, and nose. Until that night I felt like I'd had immense luck for a cutie like that to give me the ball. She was a beast, a vedette, Hulk's cousin, but then I discovered you shouldn't bite more than what the maxilla gives you, as would say a punk song from my country.
Before reaching three minutes, she finished talking. She filled my face with fluids, obviously she was super hot with the game. I don't know if humiliating me by listing her extensive sexual life or just remembering old experiences with alpha males who did what they wanted and treated her like an object.
─Oh my love, I'm done, forgive me. Now it's my turn for punishment.
─Punishment: twenty spanks with hand or object
─The first ten I gave with the palm of my hand, with quite rigor. The second ten I decided to give with my belt, she was looking at me like biting her lips and her pupils were dilating while I was running the buckle, the metallic sound was stimulating, the natural leather crying out on the jean fabric of the pants, my hand rolling up the tip and making a fist ready to give blows. Silvia loved it when I whipped her with the belt, she always told me that her aunt used to whip her cousin with a belt when she misbehaved, she was an eleven-year-old girl, already big enough for that type of punishment. To me it seemed something savage and cruel, Silvia would tell me that she, younger than her cousin, got very hot when she saw her aunt's hands, perfectly manicured by a professional, crashing against the fair skin of her daughter, and when she whipped her with the belt more jealous she would get. She confessed to me that she always behaved on purpose to see if her aunt would dare to do the same with her, but it never happened. Her aunt was too respectful towards other people's children.
Meanwhile I was finishing up the punishment.
─Hit me, make me suffer, punish me for being a slut. Show me who's boss. I was bad love, I was with many, I wasn't a good girl. Make me suffer.
I really hit her hard, but the rigor that titian could take was much more than what I could provide.
The game continued.
─Do you prefer blondes or brunettes? (I also had the male version below, blonds or dark-haired)
─I've always liked brunettes better.
─Why do you say that? You went crazy. Or are you saying I don't like you?
─It's not that, it's just that I've always been more attracted to that type of girl. ─Don't tell me that. Women are insecure. It's like if I said I prefer guys with big cocks. It's obvious it will hurt you. Well, let me go find a well-endowed guy who likes blondes, and you can screw any dirty black woman.
─Well, we're playing. Don't get upset.
─Naah, I'm going to hell, you believe all this. ─said laughing. ─Give me something, we're done, this has gotten me so hot and I want you to fuck me.
─Do you prefer sex with love or wild?
─You know I like it rough. With you it's more tasty because we add the love. But when they're fucking me, I think I'm a slut, I like being mistreated.
─Let's continue. You have to answer next. Have you ever had a threesome?
─In Bariloche with two companions. They were the ugliest and nobody wanted to screw them. But I knew they were the most drunk so I got brave. Not everything is about a pretty face. Besides, it was sad, everyone was screwing and they left without putting in. Ahh, it wasn't a threesome because the coordinator was also there, who was a thirty-something guy. He was guiding them and also participated, they asked him why the little guys were inexperienced.
─Did you screw three guys when you were seventeen?
─Yes, it was great. Then I did another quartet at my sister's husband's farewell party. Because the stripper didn't show up and I got mad that the last night of a bachelor party passed without women. Even Sarita doesn't know anything, never open your mouth. But so no one thinks you're just those two times, I was with more than one, not anyone. I rejected many other opportunities to do it, but then I understood I had to make myself respected.
─You're a piece of shit slut. I married a slut, the mother of my children. My old lady used to say don't close up on her. With reason the husband of your sister looks down on me, if he screwed my wife. Plus I was sharing asados and gatherings with him. He must be laughing inside that I got married. With the worst prostitute in the country. --Yes, I was but when I met you I never touched another guy again. Nor have I been unfaithful to you in thought. I live for you. So you can't recriminate me anything. --This is making me feel bad, let's finish this already. Ask me. --I ask, 'Did he ever pay for sex?' --Yes, when I was 13 my uncle took me to debut. --Aww, my love, that's child abuse, horrible that it happened to you. When we started college, we had to do things we're not proud of. --What things? --I said opening my eyes like two fried eggs. This game seemed to have no limit, was getting more and more turbid. --My old lady had a friend, Ricardo, who paid her for being with us. Well, since we were bad, full crisis of 2001, there was nothing left. He would take me and my sister Sara, sometimes both together. He put in a lot of money, that's how my old lady ended up paying the house and starting the business. Despite taking advantage of our vulnerable situation, we owe it all to him. I don't hold any grudge. --What a family of whores from hell. Think about now the sexy girl of your old lady is acting like a saint going to that church in the neighborhood. --You because you come from a 'good' family, we lived on a ranch eating day by day, we were badly dressed, three single women. We had hunger. It shows you never went through need. --Why didn't they put themselves to work, daughters of a slut?! --Do you think working would have allowed us to pay for a house and a business in the capital? I did it for my old lady, for my sister. Today we are both professionals, married to good men, we have our things, otherwise we'd be collecting cartons. --Silvia, why didn't you tell me all this before marrying me? --Personal things. You don't need to know. Thank you for telling me because you're my best friend besides the guy I chose to spend the rest of my life with. --I want to separate from Silvia, I'll marry a 'woman' slut. If I had known even in hell you would propose to me. I'm regretful. Thinking that I left Vanina, that good girl who loved me and hadn't had a single boyfriend in her life.
--You can't separate love, everything is in my name. The house, the cars, the coastal estate. You went through all that because of the problem with taxes. Do you remember? If we separate you'll lose everything, so let's sleep and I want my husband to make me feel loved. I love you. Thanks for understanding me. Do you still want your giraffe?
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