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Compendium IIIWith Aisha, on the other hand, it's about sex. The only flaw of a mansion as big as the one I live in is that the main staircase feels eternal to us. And it's because, despite entering the house and practically sprinting to get to the master bedroom, regardless of our physical condition, we arrive out of breath on the second floor.
In the bedroom, we kiss briefly. Our clothes simply fly off, mostly because she's anxious for the goal. But without a doubt, she enjoys sucking my penis.
Once she lowers my pants and leaves me in my boxer shorts, she barely contains her impulses and gives me a delicious blow job. She gags on it and drools down the sides. She looks at me with slutty eyes, accustomed to pleasing her husband with her impressive oral skills, although mine is an additional pleasure for her, being longer and thicker, which causes me some anxiety when we're about to compare (the cuck was supposed to arrive this morning, that's why I didn't have breakfast with her today).
It seemed she was used to her husband coming in her mouth. Otherwise, she wouldn't have shown such a miserable face when she took it out and put the condom on me.
With no hint of remorse, we went to bed in the marital bedroom and I started penetrating her. It still surprised me how tight it felt, while she enjoyed being stretched and at the same time, eating those delicious chocolate breasts. Curiosity and morbidness made me explore more and more those rich chocolate truffles, trying to see if they could mark my teeth or the suckers I gave her, making us kiss with greater enjoyment.However, knowing that she wasn't a virgin in the ass gave me an additional pleasure. While she wrapped her legs around mine in a lock, bending her waist against my torso so that her luxurious ass was exposed and with true malice, I inserted my index and ring fingers from both hands into her narrow hole, extending it until she screamed and came from joy.
When I did it to my wife, she complained terribly, since she never thought she could feel such great pleasure without using my penis, as we had only experimented with 3 fingers in her anus previously.
But once I reached her stomach and started compressing it, we would rise to an overwhelming intensity. And it seems to me that the cuckolding husband of Aisha is keeping her, since the equipment for her to stay fit is at home.
Because just imagining her in a sports bra at the gym, I have no doubt that someone or some people would have sneaked away with her until she was overflowing with cum through her holes.
When we reached orgasm, we had a frantic, destructive rhythm, and it gave me the impression from the way she pressed her face against mine that her husband doesn't give her as hard or deep as I do.üAugh! Yes! Yes! Give it to me hard! Harder! Oh, God! Oh, God! Come on, Marco! Fill me up! Fill me up! Augh! It's so big! So big! Ahhh! Ahhh! I can't take it! Aghh! Come on, Marco! Finish me off inside! Finish me off inside! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! Auughhhh!
We were stuck together, with me feeling the spasms in my penis, slowly inflating the volume of my condom.üI think I never came like this before! Wow! she exclaimed, before smiling and taking a breath. Why? Your husband doesn't fuck you like that? - I asked, wiping away the abundant sweat from my forehead. Aisha smiled, looking at me with her exotic eyes.
üNo! I can only tell you that he and I have another type of preferences in bed... But despite his arguments, Aisha is one of those women who lets loose when she enjoys herself too much.üYou'll see, neither he nor I want to have more kids... - she commented in a serious tone, then changed to a much more seductive attitude. - And when I saw Izzie walking away after leaving with you, I knew what had happened instantly, because I've felt it too.
- Do you mean that you and your husband only have anal sex? - I asked, starting to harden again inside her.
By the placid expression on her face, she also felt it.üYes! That's why I was surprised to see you using a condom...- commented sweetly, before resting her face on my chest.
I admit that in those moments, I was left speechless, since seeing her so shy and reserved, it never occurred to me that Aisha could be like this slut. I mean, I don't blame the cuck, because his wife has a magnificent body and her ebony-colored ass has no comparison.
But never having normal sex?
- Do you like anal sex?
I felt her hand clenching her nails with a bit of tension in my stomach as she listened to my question.üAt first, no... but when I saw it was the way that most excited my husband... and we didn't need to use condoms... I started liking it more and more... - she replied with timidity and looking at me with fear in my eyes.
I stroked her head smoothly, being able to feel her hair for the first time, making her gaze sweeten and smile beautifully.üBut I think Calliope was right and needed to try another man. – she added, tearfully, then embracing me around the belly. - I've really enjoyed what we've done this time!
I was left stunned...
-Wait! Did your daughter Calliope tell you that you should cheat on your husband?
She looked at me again with a little fear.üHe didn't say it with those exact words... but he did say that it wasn't fair for me to spend a lot of time frustrated when his father could do what he wanted. Calliope told me that, as a woman, I needed to release my sexual impulses with another man because her father takes a long time between each trip and she's already mature. That she would understand because she's also a woman. Without realizing it, I started getting harder thinking about Calliope. I mean, her mother is already sexy enough. But the last time I met her, it seemed to me that she also wanted something with me. - Is Calliope seeing someone? Smiling, she let go of me and took my used condom.üYes! He's had a boyfriend since last year! - she replied, after swallowing the semen from the package and before giving me a blow job.
Considering the advice I had given her own mother, it didn't surprise me that Calliope would also be a slut who would give her boyfriend a hard-on...
But as Aisha gagged on my penis, enjoying the remaining semen on my sides, a slight suspicion began to nest in my mind...
-Aisha, Do you think your husband is cheating on you?
While I caressed his cock softly to maintain my erection, she looked at me with a gracious smile: üI don't believe it! I always try to keep him satisfied!
But despite his mouth telling me what she was referring to, I insisted again.
- But what does he do when he comes back? Do they make love?
Aisha started shaking me with her delicate hand at a faster speed.üNo! Why? Are you getting jealous? – she asked smiling mischievously and looking at me enchanted.
- No, but...
And as I melted into her captivating lips, I told her that when I worked in the mining job, the first thing I did after arriving home with barely any free time was to pounce on Marisol and make love to her until she was exhausted and well taken care of by all her holes.
She started sucking me off with more enthusiasm, putting her hand between her legs.üYour wife must be very lucky! Feeling this through all her holes! – exclaimed, licking honey.
Yes, but I also had a mistress in the cutie! – I told him, while squeezing my cock with both hands and kissing my glans wildly.
And as she was choking on eating 3/4 of my cock, I told her about Hannah, the woman who was my wife for half a week every three years while working there.
While I was masturbating with expertise and looking at her with greater attention, I told her about the temperamental mechanical engineer who captivated the factory staff with her small khaki shorts and round buttocks. With her celestial eyes and short blonde hair, Hannah was everyone's fantasy in the factory, but despite being engaged and later married, she didn't hesitate to end up sleeping with me, allowing me to unload my desires for Marisol.
And as Aisha choked on drinking my ejaculation, I let her know my concern.
Do you think your husband is bisexual?üWhat? - she exclaimed, nervously digging her long nails into my swollen male member, unintentionally pinching me. - Yes! - pulling it out of her small hand, feeling a tremendous pain. - I mean... you yourself say it's 60 days of travel... and if they don't do love but have anal sex...üThat can't be! It's impossible! she denied, perturbed and impassive.
It's a long trip...
However, having her so angry and jealous, with an ass like that, was a golden opportunity...
I mean, I might be wrong. Because your ass is really sexy. I said, starting to caress it.üBut what if he makes me do this? she exclaimed indignantly.
Well... unless you make him hot that you put things up his ass... it seems like he's the one who puts them in, isn't it? I asked, starting to massage her from behind.üWhat do you want to say? – she asked, starting to sound excited as she began to pant with my finger movement.
I kissed her and grabbed her breasts.
-It's not fair that he gets in many booties... and you only get his in yours...
Noticing how swollen it was, she understood the idea.üBut yours is too big! - she responded hotly, panting with increased intensity.
Only smiled...
Don't worry! It's going to fit anyway!
And I started massaging her more intensely. Unlike Isabella, who seemed to stimulate herself once a day, Aisha's butt was still tight and much more elastic. When I put in the third finger, she complained lasciviously, feeling a little pain.
And following the advice of her arrogant friend with black hair and red lips, I spat on her bum to lubricate it, which made her let out another pleasant moan.
Well, I think you're ready now. Get ready, because I'm going to start putting it in!
Aisha tensed up, leaving her ass in pomp, in the same yoga pose that her own friend had put her in a few days ago.
My sausage, between those enormous and dark brown buttocks, seemed like a real complete or choripán, with my head burning and smiling.
A couple of rubs between her exquisite buttocks and I started putting it in...üAgh! Go slow! Go slow! Ahhh! I knew it! It's very big! Very big! Agghh!
In fact, the advance was slow and difficult, and I could tell he was bothered more than he was pleased.
But only holding her with one hand, I put the other between her legs, stimulating the clitoris and vaginal tract. That made her let out a refreshing squeal.üAghh! What are you doing to me? Haah! - Nothing. I'm just masturbating you so you don't feel that much pain.üOhh! Ugh! But wait!... Ahhh! Don't do it like that! Mmmgh!
With the back of my fingers, I started stimulating her clitoris, filling her with delight. Without her realizing it, pleasure made her get up on all fours, making her seem like a slut in heat. Her chocolate-colored nipples hung heavy like bells, gently swaying as they replicated the pleasure she felt through her holes.üOh, yes! Oh, yes! Don't stop! Don't stop! It feels so good! So good! Ahhhh!
And I reached an orgasm just when I managed to get my head in completely.
We stayed for a while standing still, resting from the effort.
- How do you feel?üIt's good enough! It doesn't burn as much as I thought it would! But yes, you do have a big one. I don't think my husband would open up to me like that before. I felt myself getting harder... - It's just lack of practice. –I lied. – Probably, you feel that way because you haven't done it in more than a month.üI don't know! she replied sincerely. With my husband, I don't feel that sensation like he's burning me.
I took advantage and gave him a loud slap on the butt, making him shudder with lust.
Don't worry! I'll get you used to my size so you won't feel pain! I responded, affirming myself against his sensual hips.üAhhghh! Thanks! Although if my experiences with Hannah and Gloria, when I was my secretary, taught me something, it would be that sex with the cuck will be much more fluid from now on, because it will cost him much less to get her all the way in. But that dark-skinned and arrogant guy was impressive, because as I'm saying, Aisha has a sandglass waist and enormous tits, so having her on all fours and enjoying herself in her own marital bedroom was an incredible feeling of triumph.üAhhgh! Ahhghh! It's enormous! Enorme! God! How it burns! Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Put it all in me! Entire! I want to feel... everything in me! Aaagh! Aaagh! It's so big! Mhmm! So big! Ahhh! Ahhhh! My husband... doesn't put it in like that! Agghh! Aghh! You're so deep inside! So deep! Ahhhh! Ahhhhh! Ahhh! And you keep putting it in! You're opening me up entirely! Agghhh! Agghhh!
And that's even though there was still a quarter left outside...
He put it in and pulled out wildly. I was so tight, I felt my dick going in and out just right. And although with each thrust, I gained a little more space, I could tell that like Marisol, Aisha enjoys anal sex enormously.
By the time he put it all in, I was screaming with wild abandon, happy to feel him all the way down.ü Oh God! I still haven't come! Ahhh! Ahhh! My husband... mngh... would have finished by now! Ahhh! Ahhh! Give me more! I want more! Ahhh! Ahhh! Break me in half! Ahhh! Ahhh! It's enormous! Ahhh! I love it! I want more! Give me more! Augh! Ahhh! Ahhh!
And we kept going for a while, until I couldn't take it anymore and came inside her.üAhhh! Ahhh! Ahhh! I feel my ass on fire! Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh! - she complained, gasping, thrown onto the bed.
We kissed for a bit, while holding those chocolate-tits that overflowed from my hands.
- Are you still feeling anxious because your husband is coming back? - I asked, as I pulled her out of me and saw part of my ejaculation dripping between her buttocks.ü No, it's too late! – she replied, looking at me delightedly. - Thanks to you and Calliope, I'm not that worried anymore!
However, 2 ejaculations for her were still too much, so after bathing and dressing, she just got into the shower to look for Sophie at school.
And while going down the long staircase, the main door opened.
Calliope smiled at me as she saw me buckling my garters.
vWe'll see each other again, father of my sister's friend! – she flirted, as she climbed the stairs. – Maybe I should come back earlier from my classes.
I turned around and planted a kiss on her that she didn't expect.
Since she didn't reject it and responded to it, I took advantage of putting my hand under her pants and squeezing her sex under her underwear.
- You should! My mom and I could teach you a couple of things in bed…
The muse of poetry smiled benevolently...vIt sounds like a very tempting offer... But I insist that I was just on time. When I arrived, Izzie was already there, looking at me angrily with her hands on her hips, as if she were a jug.
And when he saw Aisha walking, flames were shooting out of his eyes.- What? - I asked, challenging her arrogance. - You told me the first one would be you, not the only one!
However, Emma, flirtatious, sparkling, and hot as always, asked me:
andDoes it mean that the next one is me? - finishing her inquiry with her sensual lip bite.
But while we were waiting for our young ones to emerge from school, I could notice that Aisha's gaze returned to me...More than the anxiety because the countdown to seeing her husband again was overwhelming, just like Emma, now seemed to be counting anxious days remaining until she and I (and with some luck, Calliope) would meet again in bed.Next post
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