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Compendium IIICome on, Aisha! I asked, while sucking her breasts. Can you tell me what happened between you and Calliope? But Aisha felt ashamed. She wasn't willing to share that shameful secret with me. Yet, she couldn't resist my eyes... my penis inside her... and my sly sucks...
¡Mark! - Aisha breathed heavily, her voice trembling with excitement and nerves. - It's... complicated.
But by the end of January this year, this modest and exotic housewife didn't even think she would be unfaithful to her husband for the first time...
Nor did she imagine she'd have an incestuous relationship with her older daughter.
Our eyes met while she was sucking my nipple. I stepped back from her and searched for her in the mirror.
-Aisha, I need to know! - I demanded seriously.
Her words began to spill out in a shameful confession, feeling lighter as she revealed her secret...
But before she could share it with you, dear reader, I have to give you the context of her life as a married woman before I met her...Aisha comes from Mobile, Alabama, where she met David at a very early age. At that time, David was a skilled 20-year-old who had recently been promoted to first officer on a cargo ship. Their relationship developed quickly, although considering that Aisha is about to turn 36 and Calliope has months left until she's 21, they will understand that the relationship was not well received by Aisha's family after her sudden pregnancy. But despite the rejection, David took Aisha under his care in a similar way I did with Marisol.Their life together led them to travel the world. Aisha lived in the Bahamas, France, and England before settling in Australia when her eldest daughter, Calliope, turned 12, coinciding with David's promotion to captain of the ship. However, David's work demands wore down the marriage. Although he loved Aisha and Calliope, his passion for the sea was greater, keeping him away from home for several months. Aisha remained a devoted wife, but the prolonged separations took their toll.
During David's absences, the relationship between Aisha and Calliope strengthened. The daughter began to resent her father not only for his constant and prolonged absences, but also considered him lazy when he was at home. The extended periods made Aisha yearn even more for intimacy with David. It was during one of those periods that Aisha became pregnant with Sophie, hoping another child would bring them closer together. But instead, the relationship deteriorated further, as David remained on his prolonged trips.As Sophie grew up, Calliope often took on a caretaker role for her younger sister, which only deepened her resentment towards David. Meanwhile, Aisha felt increasingly isolated, yearning for company and recognition.But it was on the eve of New Year's 2024, when David was working again, that Calliope suggested to her mother that she should meet someone else.
Someone who would make her feel alive, loved and appreciated... And it so happened that during the last parents' and tutors' meeting, she met someone special...One of the parents was quite impressed that Lily, his son's friend, could read and wanted to congratulate the diligent mother, which greatly moved her.And just as Aisha had foretold, he had seen something special in her.
Needless to say, the person she met was her servant, Bastián's father...
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AISHA AND CALLIOPE
After our first encounters, something changed in Aisha. She could realize that, within her idyllic married woman relationship with David, he left her unsatisfied in intimacy.
Unconsciously, she found herself comparing our virilities, leaving an instance where she had prepared sausages for dinner and instead of tasting them, stayed silent, contemplating them in silence.
Only Calliope noticed this change in her mother's attitude, so she volunteered to wash the dishes together with her. It was on this occasion that she spoke of me for the first time. Surprisingly for her, Calliope offered her support and confessed that she had also met me, having run into me casually when leaving the room after arriving from university. This was the first foundation of the complicated relationship they would maintain behind David's back.Despite this, constant conversations with the girls and seeing me every day were generating more anxiety in Aisha. Sex with David, which had been her comfort for years, was no longer enough.While her husband was pumping her incessantly, Aisha found herself fantasizing about me and the way my arms wrapped around her. It got even worse when, before she reached orgasm, David had already finished inside her, leaving her with an insatiable sensation between her legs. This is how Aisha discovered the pleasure of masturbation.As the days went by, the need for vaginal sex became increasingly imperative, to the point where, after school, Aisha found herself masturbating more and more in the kitchen, taking advantage of the fact that her husband slept until noon. By this point, intimacy with David had ceased, limited to giving him blowjobs and masturbating him before feeling him inside her and leaving her unsatisfied.
It was on one of these opportunities where she found herself alone, satisfying herself, that Calliope surprised her. Taking advantage of the hot tub in her home gym, she got in completely naked. She said that the vibrations and bubbles from the scorching water jets made her more aware of her own need.And it was in this way that Aisha began to experiment with one of Calliope's forgotten water bottles as a comforter.As she reached orgasm, her body demanded more. She continued to introduce the bottle deeper into her interior, massaging and stimulating her beautiful chocolate-colored breasts. She felt her nipples so hard they seemed like they could break diamonds.
Her hips began to move at their own rhythm, facilitating the sliding of the bottle between her tissues. The sensation was unbearable, but she needed more. With each thrust, the bottle pressed her precisely, with waves of pleasure coursing through her body.
With a cry of liberation, she turned and ran, her body trembling as the orgasm reached her. As the sensations began to fade, she opened her eyes, her gaze blurry from pleasure. She could still feel the bottle inside her, but it no longer gave her the same level of satisfaction.
Suddenly, she heard the creaking of the gym door. It was half-open and on the other side, she found her astonished daughter Calliope.
Half-dressed, she got up to look for her, taking refuge in her bedroom. Luckily, the daughter offered shelter to the embarrassed mother and took advantage of confessing, since Aisha feared that if she didn't, she would go crazy.
The fact that Calliope was not a virgin and had experienced it in college brought her relief. She could confess to her daughter all the feelings I caused her. Aisha was surprised again that Calliope was so understanding.And it was there that Calliope confessed to her mother that she found me handsome. That her first reaction when seeing me was to think Good job, mom! and that was the first moment where she considered sharing me with her daughter.
Of course, the idea impacted the daughter. But the mother, with more experience, told her that I have one of those penises that makes her wet when she thinks about me. That it makes her drool, thirsty to suckle. And that, when I come in her, I make her whole world explode, an aspect that Calliope's young life probably hadn't experienced.
But then Calliope offered a different alternative: if I needed privacy to masturbate, I could use her bedroom, since she spent the entire day at university...
*Even, it didn't bother her to see me doing it...- confessed Aisha, looking at me between being moved and ashamed.
The thrill of thinking about Calliope seeing her mother masturbate had lifted me up to the ceiling and Aisha was aware of it too.
And without giving me time to process everything, she put my penis between her delicious breasts.
My eyes were rolling back, feeling her warm, soft skin surrounding me, driving me crazy. I had fantasized about something like this several times, but reality seemed better than what my imagination could expect.
Aisha started squeezing her breasts together, creating a celestial channel where I could slide in and out. Her nipples rubbed against my erection with each movement, giving me shivers all over my back. Aisha was watching me attentively, with her eyes full of a mix of love, lust, and a pinch of possession.
The vision of seeing her so confident and seductive was a drug for me. I could feel myself hardening again, with my penis swelling between her breasts.We moved together in a silent dance of passion, our bodies speaking a language that only they understood. The bedroom was filled with the essence of sex and desire, an aroma that seemed to flood even the air itself.
As I approached orgasm, Aisha drew near, her dark lips open in anticipation. She knew she would be tasting me again, swallowing every drop of my ejaculation, savoring my own essence.
When I came, she took it all in her mouth, not stopping to look at me. She drank my juices greedily, with the salty and thick flavor of my seed bathing her tongue.
It was as if she were declaring her love and addiction to me, a silent promise from which she would never have enough.
Our eyes met while she anxiously cleaned my erection. But given the hour and her smile, it was clear that she hadn't had enough... and that she was eagerly waiting for me in the shower...Next post
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