It was with Mario, my husband's work friend. It happened in August of last year. My husband turned years old and decided to have a dinner at home to celebrate his 30th birthday. He invited several of his friends and some family members. Some of his friends came with their wives, but Mario, although he is married, arrived alone. He's a handsome guy, two years younger than my husband and apart from that, he's his best friend.
From very early on, Javier (my husband) started drinking beers with his brothers and was already a bit drunk when the food arrived. Before the food came, I got ready to take care of all the logistics of the party.
I tried to dress up something nice, not just for Javier's sake but also to look good for the guests. A thin blouse with straps, so my breasts looked very good. A mini skirt with a flared hem, satin stockings in natural color, a skin-colored thong and 10 cm heels. It wasn't anything, but I definitely caught gazes, both from men and women; especially Javier's gazes, which he would steal every time an invited guest arrived, simply because I was his best gift.
Mario arrived after dinner; actually, he didn't eat at home. According to him, they were about to leave the house and had a fight with his wife, even though she almost forced him to eat and then left him dressed and upset, but that didn't stop him from coming over.
Little by little, as time went on, people started leaving the house and Javier was getting drunker and drunker; especially when he started drinking tequila, which was just what Mario had given him.
It was almost 11 pm when Javier fell asleep in the living room. While Mario helped me clean up some of the mess left behind, I sat down next to Javier and Mario sat down in the armchair across from us. He offered me a tequila and honestly, I think if he needed it, I almost took it for him. three shots. Then I took two or three more, just like Mario.
I told him, you're going to apologize to me, I'm not a slob, but I'm extremely tired, I want to take off my shoes, my feet hurt. When I took off my shoes he wouldn't stop looking at my feet. He said, if you'd like, I can give you a massage; since I didn't see anything wrong with it, I accepted. He came over and started massaging the soles of my feet. Something was telling me, to be honest, I don't remember very well, but I felt so tasty and satisfying that little by little he was winning me over from my tiredness and I began to close my eyes.
Probably I fell asleep for 5 or 10 minutes. In reality, I reacted when I felt Mario's hands on my thighs, under my skirt. Not that it's anything, but they were caressing me so tasty that I couldn't resist. I opened my eyes and stayed looking at his eyes; he didn't move away, on the contrary, he said, how beautiful and savory these are. He forced me to open my legs and put his face in between and above my pantyhose and thong, licking my pussy.
He did that for a good while and I started getting wet. While Javier was snoring like a lion.
While he had his face in between my legs, I was caressing his head and pushing him more towards me; he's an expert. He got up from the floor, put himself in front of me, opened his belt and took off his pants. I caressed his cock over his boxer briefs and when I lowered it, I realized he had a beautiful cock; thick and longer than my husband's. I gave him some kisses and then I sucked him whole into my mouth for about 5 minutes until I felt him starting to drool; I stopped sucking him off and said, that's enough.
I led him by the hand to the couch in front of us, he took off all his pants and sat down. I pulled up my skirt and lowered my pantyhose and thong to my knees, sat down on Mario's cock with my back very slowly, but when I felt his head inside me, I let myself go with one push, it was all the way in and yes, it is true that he has it. more yummy than my husband. He was moving my hips very smoothly in a circular motion; he lifted my blouse and held onto my tits. I started with a more aggressive movement; I would lift myself up and let myself fall slowly, each time feeling it more yummy. I increased the speed and when I was about to have an orgasm, he squeezed my tits really hard and said, I'm coming, I'm coming.
It was so exciting that we came together, something that almost never happens with my husband. I sat on his cock until I felt like there was no cum left; then I bent over and very smoothly put his cock in my mouth to clean it up; the remaining semen I swallowed slowly.
I got up, put my clothes back on as best I could, and thanked him with a kiss; that's when he confessed that his wife didn't want to come because she has jealousy of me.
He cleaned up, helped me get my husband into bed, and then left, but since then, he has become my head lover. Every time he gets the chance, he looks for or calls me daily. We've gone out a few times and honestly, my husband hasn't even noticed and for my safety and Mario's, I hope he never finds out, but that's it, Mario's orgasms make me come incredibly, I think he fucks me better than my husband, although, so my husband doesn't find out when he wants to have sex with me, I let him do it without any problem.
From very early on, Javier (my husband) started drinking beers with his brothers and was already a bit drunk when the food arrived. Before the food came, I got ready to take care of all the logistics of the party.
I tried to dress up something nice, not just for Javier's sake but also to look good for the guests. A thin blouse with straps, so my breasts looked very good. A mini skirt with a flared hem, satin stockings in natural color, a skin-colored thong and 10 cm heels. It wasn't anything, but I definitely caught gazes, both from men and women; especially Javier's gazes, which he would steal every time an invited guest arrived, simply because I was his best gift.
Mario arrived after dinner; actually, he didn't eat at home. According to him, they were about to leave the house and had a fight with his wife, even though she almost forced him to eat and then left him dressed and upset, but that didn't stop him from coming over.
Little by little, as time went on, people started leaving the house and Javier was getting drunker and drunker; especially when he started drinking tequila, which was just what Mario had given him.
It was almost 11 pm when Javier fell asleep in the living room. While Mario helped me clean up some of the mess left behind, I sat down next to Javier and Mario sat down in the armchair across from us. He offered me a tequila and honestly, I think if he needed it, I almost took it for him. three shots. Then I took two or three more, just like Mario.
I told him, you're going to apologize to me, I'm not a slob, but I'm extremely tired, I want to take off my shoes, my feet hurt. When I took off my shoes he wouldn't stop looking at my feet. He said, if you'd like, I can give you a massage; since I didn't see anything wrong with it, I accepted. He came over and started massaging the soles of my feet. Something was telling me, to be honest, I don't remember very well, but I felt so tasty and satisfying that little by little he was winning me over from my tiredness and I began to close my eyes.
Probably I fell asleep for 5 or 10 minutes. In reality, I reacted when I felt Mario's hands on my thighs, under my skirt. Not that it's anything, but they were caressing me so tasty that I couldn't resist. I opened my eyes and stayed looking at his eyes; he didn't move away, on the contrary, he said, how beautiful and savory these are. He forced me to open my legs and put his face in between and above my pantyhose and thong, licking my pussy.
He did that for a good while and I started getting wet. While Javier was snoring like a lion.
While he had his face in between my legs, I was caressing his head and pushing him more towards me; he's an expert. He got up from the floor, put himself in front of me, opened his belt and took off his pants. I caressed his cock over his boxer briefs and when I lowered it, I realized he had a beautiful cock; thick and longer than my husband's. I gave him some kisses and then I sucked him whole into my mouth for about 5 minutes until I felt him starting to drool; I stopped sucking him off and said, that's enough.
I led him by the hand to the couch in front of us, he took off all his pants and sat down. I pulled up my skirt and lowered my pantyhose and thong to my knees, sat down on Mario's cock with my back very slowly, but when I felt his head inside me, I let myself go with one push, it was all the way in and yes, it is true that he has it. more yummy than my husband. He was moving my hips very smoothly in a circular motion; he lifted my blouse and held onto my tits. I started with a more aggressive movement; I would lift myself up and let myself fall slowly, each time feeling it more yummy. I increased the speed and when I was about to have an orgasm, he squeezed my tits really hard and said, I'm coming, I'm coming.
It was so exciting that we came together, something that almost never happens with my husband. I sat on his cock until I felt like there was no cum left; then I bent over and very smoothly put his cock in my mouth to clean it up; the remaining semen I swallowed slowly.
I got up, put my clothes back on as best I could, and thanked him with a kiss; that's when he confessed that his wife didn't want to come because she has jealousy of me.
He cleaned up, helped me get my husband into bed, and then left, but since then, he has become my head lover. Every time he gets the chance, he looks for or calls me daily. We've gone out a few times and honestly, my husband hasn't even noticed and for my safety and Mario's, I hope he never finds out, but that's it, Mario's orgasms make me come incredibly, I think he fucks me better than my husband, although, so my husband doesn't find out when he wants to have sex with me, I let him do it without any problem.
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