Hello, sorry if I don't have much style but it's my first story and everything was because of a friend's insistence.
I'm 44 years old and recently turned, I've been married for fifteen years. Generally, my marriage has been good although I've gone out to fulfill my fantasies, I realize that you can't agree on everything.
Between my husband's work and my daily occupations, life is becoming grayer every day. In the sexual aspect, routine ate us up and we're losing emotion.
I confess that I've always been, let's say, 'very hot-headed'; but today I realize that I still have a lot to learn.
There are seasons when my husband has to leave for work trips and is absent sometimes for two or three days. I get bored with my life, although there's always something to do.
Not long ago, while I was shopping, I ran into an old boyfriend. He was the most important person in my life after my husband and sex with him wasn't something spectacular; quite monotonous, I'd say.
In the end, we meet, we greet each other and take a coffee together; his name is Sebastian.
I found out he was already married, so we didn't talk much about our marriages and instead remembered old times and common friends.
Now it's clear to me that an ex-boyfriend never stops finding an ex-girlfriend exciting; Sebastián started telling me how beautiful I looked, how chatty I seemed since we hadn't seen each other and well, with the confidence of a relationship of several years, I let him keep going in that tone.
The things got hotter in temperature until it reminded me that what he liked most about me were my tits and my ass. If I had already left him those things, it was normal for him to keep going down the same line.
I was wondering if she had gained more experience since getting married and I was surprised that he would be so uninhibited because it wasn't his quality when we were dating.
Passed a couple of hours, it got late and we agreed to eat together the next day, taking advantage that my husband was on a trip.
I returned home with a knot in my stomach due to nerves and because I noticed Sebastian had changed so much. The next day, I couldn't help but show off a pretty prominent cleavage and an extremely thin skirt that fit me really well for the same reason.
I attended the date and he was already waiting for me at the restaurant table. When I arrived, before even greeting me, he told me that I looked muuuuuuy well and that it would be hard to converse with such distraction. I let him keep going and sat down.
The conversation was very random, but every time he could, he would tell me what distracted him a lot with the cleavage, that it gave him hunger and things like that.
In a joking tone, he would talk to me about the envy my husband gave him and he would regret the time he had wasted inviting me to the movies or going out when we were dating.
Obviously I was telling him he had an opportunity and now not to be so dry... things like that, although that kind of comment got me a little hot.
He asked me to accompany him to buy some things his wife had ordered and I accepted. We left and as he got into his Duster truck, opened the door for me and helped me get in, without saying anything else, he said 'Wow, I forgot how good your ass is'.
In his life he had never spoken to me like that, never used those words, always treated me with a lot of respect, even when we shared the bed.
I don't know what I felt, but when I heard that it gave me a tingling sensation all over my back and honestly it really got me turned on. Almost instinctively I lifted my butt higher and said 'What bad memory do you have'.
We went in his pickup truck between comments and comments about my body. I told him I was exercising and boasted that he didn't have anything left to impress me.
Still hooked on his comments, I took his hand while he was driving and put it on my stomach to show him the results of my daily routines. He let himself be but didn't stop at feeling my stomach, instead burning his hand as if wanting to touch everything that could be touched.
Suddenly he told me 'I also did exercise and it's not porn but I turned out well'; 'is that true?' I asked, and saying 'yes look' took my hand and put it exactly on his nipple, pressing me to keep my hand there.
I understood what I had gotten myself into and I was still admiring the boldness that I hadn't known in him before.
Already without having to beg, I left my hand and felt his cock until it was necessary for him to stop me. We advanced a few minutes while I caressed his cock and suddenly, emerging from the silence, Sebastian only said: 'It's clear that you're starting to like cocks more'.
I insist, he had never spoken to me like that before, never used those words. Far from being intimidated, his comment made my skin prickle and made me take that 'cock' with more force; I only managed to say 'I don't know, but this one turns me on'.
Without saying anything, he took my hand away and still driving, he lowered the zipper of his pants and left it open in the air.
I simply got frozen, I didn't remember her but she seemed very attractive; still in the surprise, I felt Sebastián's hand behind my head, pushing it towards his cock while saying 'don't leave with just the pants, eat it'. Without thinking I put it all in my mouth, it was already very hard but I wanted to come.
While I was so entertained he wouldn't stop telling me what a whole slut I had become and his comments made me get excited that I would lick my tongue on his cock suck it and try to eat more of it
Suddenly I felt like we were stopping, but I didn't stop moaning, he simply stretched his arm and started touching my ass saying 'let me see how your slut's ass has gotten'. I lifted my ass and let him do it.
Spread my skirt and began to pass his fingers over the line of underwear that, by the way, was super small.
When he would pass his fingers over my vagina and clitoris, I felt electric shocks and more when I remembered we were in his truck, parked God knows where. I pushed my ass back towards him as if wanting to insert his fingers and he realized that and said to me: 'What do you want, slut? Do you want me to fill them up?'
I was telling him yes with my head and looking at him with my eyes without taking his cock out of my mouth. I was already lost and too excited to deny it, but he was saying 'come on, what do you want, slut?'
I understood that was the reaction he expected and I dared to respond 'screw me with your fingers'.
I expected him to do it with my response, so I went back to doing it with my mouth; I always liked blowing and once a boyfriend told me I was quite good at it.
But no, he didn't do it, but only stretched my thong to the side and put his hand on my butt while pulling out again.
Keep sucking, if I had known you liked it that way, I would have made you a slut earlier, she said as we started.
I left his cock a little for him to know that I was taking my window down and that anyone could see us, even though I didn't know where we were exactly. And he only replied: 'Does it bother you more if they see your ass or if I keep following you by the mouth?'
It was like being with a complete stranger; I had always liked Sebastian, but never had sex been a notable topic with him. When we were together, many times it was I who took the initiative and I would have never imagined myself so uninhibited, so vulgary hot.
That, combined with the monotony of sex I've been living in my marriage, transformed me since that day and I felt so hot to be a Laputa for Sebastian that I couldn't put on the brakes or stop myself.
We arrived at Palermo station; surprised by how much he had endured without finishing, despite having done a very good job with his mouth and hands, he pushed me aside and asked 'how long does it take for you not to get a good screw?', I didn't know what to respond and he said 'don't tell me the guy from your husband doesn't fill your holes properly!'; I didn't answer and he told us we would go to the bar first to have something.
We entered a bar in the area. I didn't have time when he pulled me from my waist and took me down a corridor; as we walked, he was going more than just brushing against me to pretend that two guys who couldn't avoid bumping into us from behind because of the way Sebastián was touching me.
By then I was calmer, I asked my husband if he didn't get it right, he told me he had noticed the wet spot I left when he was touching me in the truck. I had to tell him that sex wasn't the best part of my marriage and he responded by saying I was a total slut, that he'd never seen me so hot and that he imagined I led a full sexual life because of how I reacted.
When I told him no, he said then my fever would erupt because I had started breastfeeding and since the blow he gave me... I didn't have anything else to say but yes.
We sat down and he asked for a tequila; he always knew that the tequila would have a very quick effect. He no longer kept his distance, sitting behind me, he'd put his hand under my skirt trying to get his fingers in wherever he could while exploring my mouth with his tongue, because it was far from the kisses we used to give each other as lovers.
I was wondering 'are you hot?' and it wasn't necessary for me to respond; I just lifted my ass a little so they could interpret my response.
I'm hot too, she said to me, touch me lavender. I thought we were at the bar, in plain sight of everyone although there wasn't much crowd, but the word cock from her lips and the exciting moment didn't let me refuse... I started to suck it.
Her free hand seized my bra and gradually went along my support until her fingers touched my nipple.
His fingers trying to enter from behind me, other fingers teasing my nipple and his tongue entering all my mouth was finished when he whispered in the ear what yummy tits you have; I only managed to say stop it.
She pulled her hand out of my skirt and called the waiter, immediately telling him it looked like everything to me, referring to my breasts; he responded 'you'll stay in what you're doing, like a good slut' at the same time as he returned to my ass and almost inserted his finger into my anus.
I almost had an orgasm at that moment.
I saw myself getting married at the bar with my ex-boyfriend, with his finger almost inserted into my ass, with my hand trying to pull out his cock and with his hand on my crotch so I didn't notice when the waiter arrived.
Sebastian pressed my hand with his legs while directing himself to the waiter without stopping what he was doing!
It was obvious the face of the waiter; his eyes almost burst from my gum uncovered and Sebastian's finger rubbing it; I was already in another world and didn't even think.
Sebastián ordered and asked the waiter to hurry... 'we don't want him to be late and return home with my lady's husband'. I felt like a slut, nothing more. Sebastián had already put me in that role. I didn't know the waiter but he already knew I was married and that the guy showing me my nipple wasn't my husband.
I suppose Sebastián saw my face because he told me calmly to calm down, saying that after all the waiter already knew I was leaving and would imagine how hot the waiter must have gotten with me... 'Look at this guy, he doesn't even know you and his cock probably stopped seeing you while your husband's jerk is holding onto you and not screwing you like you like it', he said.
And it was true.
To a complete stranger, his eyes of desire had converged on a breast. I felt capable of attracting any man and my only reaction was to squeeze Sebastian's 'cock' tighter.
He realized I had gotten turned on and told me that when the morning came back he would make it easier for her to see; he was saying this while not taking his hand out of behind my skirt and already the tip of his finger was starting to make me give in, taking advantage of the fact that I was sweating from the fever I had on top.
The waiter returned and Sebastian took his hand off my chest leaving a good part of it and my nipple out, I adjusted myself a bit and gave the waiter a very good view. I couldn't help but notice the enormous bulge in the waiter's pants that turned me on more, especially because I wasn't stopping from rubbing Sebastians cock which felt harder than ever.
The waiter left and Sebastian told me 'did you see the mesero's desire to screw you?' I replied 'like the desire I have for you to screw me'. His finger was already inside my ass and I hadn't realized it had started moving. Sebastian kept saying 'what do you want Lola? Tell me what you want' while his finger made circles inside my... 'put your cock in my ass', was all I could say, right in the middle of the bar.
Some times my husband would touch my butt when I would put my fingers there, but it had never occurred to us to have anal sex even though it seemed like it would be very exciting to me.
The new Sebastian I reencountered by chance had made me feel the hottest slut in the world in just hours, had made me do things that I had only imagined and had done things to me that I never thought anyone would do to me, let alone him.
I finished the tequila and he told me 'let's make your colon burst'.
The treatment, language, and things we did were totally unknown to me, but as the minutes passed I was discovering that my lack of control over sex depended a lot on the company, and it was obvious that Sebastian turned out to be much hotter company than my husband.
We head to Juncal and Godoy Cruz and enter a discreet TV; we enter, Sebastián paid for a suite and we go up the elevator. As soon as the door opened, Sebastián turned me around, put my face against the elevator wall, put his hand under my skirt and did what he wanted with my vagina that was already wet.
The trip was short, but I couldn't take it anymore.
We exit the elevator and walk down the hallway looking for room 208, by that time I wasn't surprised when Sebastian lifted my sheet and started touching my ass under the thong, completely uncovered and ready to be seen by anyone passing by. The excitement didn't let me think anymore.
We found the room and before entering he stopped suddenly and said 'I know you can't take it anymore'... he took hold of my hair, pulled out his underwear and pushing me towards him made me suck it in the hallway.
I was there, with my ass exposed, showing a thong that almost didn't show up due to its size, standing upright, sucking and licking Sebastian's cock like a madwoman, without caring how easy it would be for someone to come out of a room or get to the hallway and find me blowing Sebastian's cock.
I felt his veins, the head of his cock super hot on my mouth. Sebastian has a regular to large cock, I can take it with my two hands and it's somewhat thick. It was incredible that he would eat me whole and rub against my stomach with the tip of my tongue.
I had my head held down with both hands and literally started being sucked by the mouth, it wasn't I who was sucking her but he who was putting it in and taking it out.
I would have sworn I was about to come, but then she pulled me out, opened the door and we went in.
Of course it didn't end there the story of my infidelity. That was the start, the moment when Sebastian made me his slut.
We entered the room and he grabbed me... literally grabbed me. Inside the room, the experience was even more exciting.
I still see him and every occasion makes me cum differently, we do different things and it makes me feel like a total slut.
As I said, it's my first time writing and I don't know if readers will even be interested in my story.
Today sex and infidelity have become part of my life; Sebastian was just the trigger.
I hope I can receive comments and know if they want me to keep sharing my experiences.
A kiss.Lola
I'm 44 years old and recently turned, I've been married for fifteen years. Generally, my marriage has been good although I've gone out to fulfill my fantasies, I realize that you can't agree on everything.
Between my husband's work and my daily occupations, life is becoming grayer every day. In the sexual aspect, routine ate us up and we're losing emotion.
I confess that I've always been, let's say, 'very hot-headed'; but today I realize that I still have a lot to learn.
There are seasons when my husband has to leave for work trips and is absent sometimes for two or three days. I get bored with my life, although there's always something to do.
Not long ago, while I was shopping, I ran into an old boyfriend. He was the most important person in my life after my husband and sex with him wasn't something spectacular; quite monotonous, I'd say.
In the end, we meet, we greet each other and take a coffee together; his name is Sebastian.
I found out he was already married, so we didn't talk much about our marriages and instead remembered old times and common friends.
Now it's clear to me that an ex-boyfriend never stops finding an ex-girlfriend exciting; Sebastián started telling me how beautiful I looked, how chatty I seemed since we hadn't seen each other and well, with the confidence of a relationship of several years, I let him keep going in that tone.
The things got hotter in temperature until it reminded me that what he liked most about me were my tits and my ass. If I had already left him those things, it was normal for him to keep going down the same line.
I was wondering if she had gained more experience since getting married and I was surprised that he would be so uninhibited because it wasn't his quality when we were dating.
Passed a couple of hours, it got late and we agreed to eat together the next day, taking advantage that my husband was on a trip.
I returned home with a knot in my stomach due to nerves and because I noticed Sebastian had changed so much. The next day, I couldn't help but show off a pretty prominent cleavage and an extremely thin skirt that fit me really well for the same reason.
I attended the date and he was already waiting for me at the restaurant table. When I arrived, before even greeting me, he told me that I looked muuuuuuy well and that it would be hard to converse with such distraction. I let him keep going and sat down.
The conversation was very random, but every time he could, he would tell me what distracted him a lot with the cleavage, that it gave him hunger and things like that.
In a joking tone, he would talk to me about the envy my husband gave him and he would regret the time he had wasted inviting me to the movies or going out when we were dating.
Obviously I was telling him he had an opportunity and now not to be so dry... things like that, although that kind of comment got me a little hot.
He asked me to accompany him to buy some things his wife had ordered and I accepted. We left and as he got into his Duster truck, opened the door for me and helped me get in, without saying anything else, he said 'Wow, I forgot how good your ass is'.
In his life he had never spoken to me like that, never used those words, always treated me with a lot of respect, even when we shared the bed.
I don't know what I felt, but when I heard that it gave me a tingling sensation all over my back and honestly it really got me turned on. Almost instinctively I lifted my butt higher and said 'What bad memory do you have'.
We went in his pickup truck between comments and comments about my body. I told him I was exercising and boasted that he didn't have anything left to impress me.
Still hooked on his comments, I took his hand while he was driving and put it on my stomach to show him the results of my daily routines. He let himself be but didn't stop at feeling my stomach, instead burning his hand as if wanting to touch everything that could be touched.
Suddenly he told me 'I also did exercise and it's not porn but I turned out well'; 'is that true?' I asked, and saying 'yes look' took my hand and put it exactly on his nipple, pressing me to keep my hand there.
I understood what I had gotten myself into and I was still admiring the boldness that I hadn't known in him before.
Already without having to beg, I left my hand and felt his cock until it was necessary for him to stop me. We advanced a few minutes while I caressed his cock and suddenly, emerging from the silence, Sebastian only said: 'It's clear that you're starting to like cocks more'.
I insist, he had never spoken to me like that before, never used those words. Far from being intimidated, his comment made my skin prickle and made me take that 'cock' with more force; I only managed to say 'I don't know, but this one turns me on'.
Without saying anything, he took my hand away and still driving, he lowered the zipper of his pants and left it open in the air.
I simply got frozen, I didn't remember her but she seemed very attractive; still in the surprise, I felt Sebastián's hand behind my head, pushing it towards his cock while saying 'don't leave with just the pants, eat it'. Without thinking I put it all in my mouth, it was already very hard but I wanted to come.
While I was so entertained he wouldn't stop telling me what a whole slut I had become and his comments made me get excited that I would lick my tongue on his cock suck it and try to eat more of it
Suddenly I felt like we were stopping, but I didn't stop moaning, he simply stretched his arm and started touching my ass saying 'let me see how your slut's ass has gotten'. I lifted my ass and let him do it.
Spread my skirt and began to pass his fingers over the line of underwear that, by the way, was super small.
When he would pass his fingers over my vagina and clitoris, I felt electric shocks and more when I remembered we were in his truck, parked God knows where. I pushed my ass back towards him as if wanting to insert his fingers and he realized that and said to me: 'What do you want, slut? Do you want me to fill them up?'
I was telling him yes with my head and looking at him with my eyes without taking his cock out of my mouth. I was already lost and too excited to deny it, but he was saying 'come on, what do you want, slut?'
I understood that was the reaction he expected and I dared to respond 'screw me with your fingers'.
I expected him to do it with my response, so I went back to doing it with my mouth; I always liked blowing and once a boyfriend told me I was quite good at it.
But no, he didn't do it, but only stretched my thong to the side and put his hand on my butt while pulling out again.
Keep sucking, if I had known you liked it that way, I would have made you a slut earlier, she said as we started.
I left his cock a little for him to know that I was taking my window down and that anyone could see us, even though I didn't know where we were exactly. And he only replied: 'Does it bother you more if they see your ass or if I keep following you by the mouth?'
It was like being with a complete stranger; I had always liked Sebastian, but never had sex been a notable topic with him. When we were together, many times it was I who took the initiative and I would have never imagined myself so uninhibited, so vulgary hot.
That, combined with the monotony of sex I've been living in my marriage, transformed me since that day and I felt so hot to be a Laputa for Sebastian that I couldn't put on the brakes or stop myself.
We arrived at Palermo station; surprised by how much he had endured without finishing, despite having done a very good job with his mouth and hands, he pushed me aside and asked 'how long does it take for you not to get a good screw?', I didn't know what to respond and he said 'don't tell me the guy from your husband doesn't fill your holes properly!'; I didn't answer and he told us we would go to the bar first to have something.
We entered a bar in the area. I didn't have time when he pulled me from my waist and took me down a corridor; as we walked, he was going more than just brushing against me to pretend that two guys who couldn't avoid bumping into us from behind because of the way Sebastián was touching me.
By then I was calmer, I asked my husband if he didn't get it right, he told me he had noticed the wet spot I left when he was touching me in the truck. I had to tell him that sex wasn't the best part of my marriage and he responded by saying I was a total slut, that he'd never seen me so hot and that he imagined I led a full sexual life because of how I reacted.
When I told him no, he said then my fever would erupt because I had started breastfeeding and since the blow he gave me... I didn't have anything else to say but yes.
We sat down and he asked for a tequila; he always knew that the tequila would have a very quick effect. He no longer kept his distance, sitting behind me, he'd put his hand under my skirt trying to get his fingers in wherever he could while exploring my mouth with his tongue, because it was far from the kisses we used to give each other as lovers.
I was wondering 'are you hot?' and it wasn't necessary for me to respond; I just lifted my ass a little so they could interpret my response.
I'm hot too, she said to me, touch me lavender. I thought we were at the bar, in plain sight of everyone although there wasn't much crowd, but the word cock from her lips and the exciting moment didn't let me refuse... I started to suck it.
Her free hand seized my bra and gradually went along my support until her fingers touched my nipple.
His fingers trying to enter from behind me, other fingers teasing my nipple and his tongue entering all my mouth was finished when he whispered in the ear what yummy tits you have; I only managed to say stop it.
She pulled her hand out of my skirt and called the waiter, immediately telling him it looked like everything to me, referring to my breasts; he responded 'you'll stay in what you're doing, like a good slut' at the same time as he returned to my ass and almost inserted his finger into my anus.
I almost had an orgasm at that moment.
I saw myself getting married at the bar with my ex-boyfriend, with his finger almost inserted into my ass, with my hand trying to pull out his cock and with his hand on my crotch so I didn't notice when the waiter arrived.
Sebastian pressed my hand with his legs while directing himself to the waiter without stopping what he was doing!
It was obvious the face of the waiter; his eyes almost burst from my gum uncovered and Sebastian's finger rubbing it; I was already in another world and didn't even think.
Sebastián ordered and asked the waiter to hurry... 'we don't want him to be late and return home with my lady's husband'. I felt like a slut, nothing more. Sebastián had already put me in that role. I didn't know the waiter but he already knew I was married and that the guy showing me my nipple wasn't my husband.
I suppose Sebastián saw my face because he told me calmly to calm down, saying that after all the waiter already knew I was leaving and would imagine how hot the waiter must have gotten with me... 'Look at this guy, he doesn't even know you and his cock probably stopped seeing you while your husband's jerk is holding onto you and not screwing you like you like it', he said.
And it was true.
To a complete stranger, his eyes of desire had converged on a breast. I felt capable of attracting any man and my only reaction was to squeeze Sebastian's 'cock' tighter.
He realized I had gotten turned on and told me that when the morning came back he would make it easier for her to see; he was saying this while not taking his hand out of behind my skirt and already the tip of his finger was starting to make me give in, taking advantage of the fact that I was sweating from the fever I had on top.
The waiter returned and Sebastian took his hand off my chest leaving a good part of it and my nipple out, I adjusted myself a bit and gave the waiter a very good view. I couldn't help but notice the enormous bulge in the waiter's pants that turned me on more, especially because I wasn't stopping from rubbing Sebastians cock which felt harder than ever.
The waiter left and Sebastian told me 'did you see the mesero's desire to screw you?' I replied 'like the desire I have for you to screw me'. His finger was already inside my ass and I hadn't realized it had started moving. Sebastian kept saying 'what do you want Lola? Tell me what you want' while his finger made circles inside my... 'put your cock in my ass', was all I could say, right in the middle of the bar.
Some times my husband would touch my butt when I would put my fingers there, but it had never occurred to us to have anal sex even though it seemed like it would be very exciting to me.
The new Sebastian I reencountered by chance had made me feel the hottest slut in the world in just hours, had made me do things that I had only imagined and had done things to me that I never thought anyone would do to me, let alone him.
I finished the tequila and he told me 'let's make your colon burst'.
The treatment, language, and things we did were totally unknown to me, but as the minutes passed I was discovering that my lack of control over sex depended a lot on the company, and it was obvious that Sebastian turned out to be much hotter company than my husband.
We head to Juncal and Godoy Cruz and enter a discreet TV; we enter, Sebastián paid for a suite and we go up the elevator. As soon as the door opened, Sebastián turned me around, put my face against the elevator wall, put his hand under my skirt and did what he wanted with my vagina that was already wet.
The trip was short, but I couldn't take it anymore.
We exit the elevator and walk down the hallway looking for room 208, by that time I wasn't surprised when Sebastian lifted my sheet and started touching my ass under the thong, completely uncovered and ready to be seen by anyone passing by. The excitement didn't let me think anymore.
We found the room and before entering he stopped suddenly and said 'I know you can't take it anymore'... he took hold of my hair, pulled out his underwear and pushing me towards him made me suck it in the hallway.
I was there, with my ass exposed, showing a thong that almost didn't show up due to its size, standing upright, sucking and licking Sebastian's cock like a madwoman, without caring how easy it would be for someone to come out of a room or get to the hallway and find me blowing Sebastian's cock.
I felt his veins, the head of his cock super hot on my mouth. Sebastian has a regular to large cock, I can take it with my two hands and it's somewhat thick. It was incredible that he would eat me whole and rub against my stomach with the tip of my tongue.
I had my head held down with both hands and literally started being sucked by the mouth, it wasn't I who was sucking her but he who was putting it in and taking it out.
I would have sworn I was about to come, but then she pulled me out, opened the door and we went in.
Of course it didn't end there the story of my infidelity. That was the start, the moment when Sebastian made me his slut.
We entered the room and he grabbed me... literally grabbed me. Inside the room, the experience was even more exciting.
I still see him and every occasion makes me cum differently, we do different things and it makes me feel like a total slut.
As I said, it's my first time writing and I don't know if readers will even be interested in my story.
Today sex and infidelity have become part of my life; Sebastian was just the trigger.
I hope I can receive comments and know if they want me to keep sharing my experiences.
A kiss.Lola
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