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Compendium IIIOnce David cleaned up the proof of his enjoyment, Aisha looked at her husband, her eyes shining with lust and authority.
• Is something going on? - She asked softly, with a slightly sarcastic tone.
With timidity, he dared to ask... > Can I... look? – David consulted tentatively, with an uncertain voice.
And just when Aisha was about to respond, I interrupted...
- Don't even think it! – I replied firmly, with a more serious and authoritative tone than Aisha had ever seen in me.
Both Aisha and David were surprised by my words. But without giving them time to think, I pushed David out of the bedroom and locked the door with the latch.
Aisha looked at me startled. She had never seen me act this way before, her usual impertinence perturbed by the confrontation.
• I didn't think it would bother you. – she commented, stroking her breast.
But I acted on survival instincts: it was the first time I knew David and no one guaranteed he wouldn't take his horns violently. For me in those moments, it was like disarming a bear trap ready to attack.
I approached her and forced her to sit down.
- I think we need to talk before going any further. – I commented firmly but kindly.
Aisha looked at me confused.
• What do you mean?
- I don't understand what's happening. Can you explain it to me? – I demanded.
She let out a deep sigh, her heart racing. Although I had never seen her act this way before, she seemed both terrified and hot at the same time. She started telling me about the events of the week, going into details about how she had manipulated and humiliated David, using her skills in bed to tame the submissive man he now was.As I listened to her words, I felt increasingly disturbed. When she finished speaking, I looked at her in silence, meditating on the situation.
- First of all, I'm not going to insult your husband. – I replied disgusted, undermining Aisha's newly gained authority over me. – When I was young, I suffered from bullying and there's no way I'll abuse another person.
She let out a sigh and her cheeks flushed. I had every right to brag about David, but I preferred not to do so in front of a man I didn't know. In fact, I showed respect.
- Second, if he's present and we make love, you'll call me by my name. – I continued seriously. – You'll be generous with his kindness, letting me play with you.
Aisha tightened her legs and smiled as she listened to me say make love. By this point, she already knew the difference between making love and having sex.
- And third, if he wants me to use condoms or get tested to verify my health, I'll do it. I'm very aware that I'm stepping into another man's family. – I sentenced finally.
Aisha agreed to the three points, trying to please me and showed her willingness by kissing me deeply.
I looked at her with a gentle smile.
- Well then, it's time for breakfast. – I said in a softer tone.
And immediately, I started kissing her, my erection eager to explore her insides and she sighing in anticipation.
As I began to probe her moist and tight crevice, kissing and caressing her breasts, Aisha looked at me imploringly. I gazed at her compassionately, having played the same game that she was preparing to enjoy and was more than willing to please her.Oh, David! Oh, David! she whispered softly.
I could sense her satisfaction in living the best of both worlds. I knew that sexually, Aisha was mine. But in Aisha's heart, David was her man.
Years ago, when Hannah and I slept together after work, the experience was exquisite because each turn meant going to bed not only with a beautiful, petite, and sexy blonde like she is, but also making love to the mental image I had of Marisol before she got pregnant.
I understood then that the reasons why Aisha's infidelity started, being David's absence at sea and his lack of intimacy when he was home its main triggers.
I began to move with more force, filling her completely with my penis. Her sense of satiety was intoxicating and her face contorted in an expression full of passion and desire.
My rhythm synchronized with his moans, my passion growing as I listened to his voice. Despite my anger, I couldn't deny the ecstasy of being the one giving him such pleasure.Once again, Aisha's eyes went blank as my penis gave her intense pleasure and she felt overwhelmed by a new and increasing orgasm.
• 'David, I love your cock!' - she exclaimed, her voice echoing through the bedroom.
To my mind would return the memory of that wonderful powder that we stuck with Debbie, my urologist from Adelaide, after her husband's death and the same expression of satisfaction reflected on Aisha's face.Our mutual pleasure became so intense that it seemed like we were about to break each other.
• David! Oh, David, make it harder! Harder! – she screamed, pinching a breast at the moment, her voice loaded with passion.
I obeyed, my hips pounding against hers with a force that shook the entire bed. The bedroom was only hearing the sound of our passion and it could be noticed that Aisha was on the edge of something incredible. Her orgasm hit her in a bestial way, her entire body shaking with pleasure.Tear me apart. Fill me with your son!Aisha's words escaped her lips with haste, a declaration of love and need from her husband. As spasms hit her, I kept thrusting with greater roughness.Aisha's body tensed as my thrusts became deeper, turning her moans into desperate screams as she started to come more violently.
• 'David! Oh, David! Give it to me harder! Harder! Ahhh! Yes! Yes! I need your cock! Ahh! David! Break me again! Fuck me hard! Yes, David! I'm coming! I'm coming again, David! Yes, yes! Give it to me harder! Harder! I love it! Come on, David! Push harder! Harder! Oh, yes! Just there! Ay, God! Fill me up, David! Fill me up! I want your baby! Yes! Yes! Ahhh!' – Aisha screamed without stopping, coming consecutively as she injected my semen into her.
We collapsed onto the bed, our sweaty and desire-drenched bodies sliding against each other.
As we lay on the bed, Aisha hugged me tightly, feeling her rich breasts pressing against my chest, while I wrapped her head in my arms.
• 'Thanks, Marco!' – she whispered, her eyes fixed on me.
We kissed softly, looking at each other with understanding.
- Whatever you need, Aisha. – I whispered, stroking her hair.
She started to cry, having never felt pleasure so intensely before.
When I finally managed to pull away, my load spilled onto her dark thighs. I looked at her with concern, remembering her desires for David to impregnate her again, but had to remain silent as I gazed at her face.
With a gentle sigh, Aisha remained lying in bed, her body loose and satisfied. Our encounter had been everything she had desired and more. Her eyes loved me while I got into the bathroom to shower. I knew she wanted to join me, but the pleasure had been so strong that she couldn't move, savoring the sensation of feeling me inside her.I left the bathroom still exhausted. I half-dressed myself, since as I mentioned earlier, Aisha undressed me on the way to the bedroom and when she saw my muscles and torso, her heat returned with force, looking at me with the same eyes that Emma did.
But despite knowing I could give it to her again, I read in her eyes that she had other plans for the morning.
I opened the door and found a desolate man. David had masturbated at least once, his orgasmic droplets scattered on the furniture.
I introduced myself to him, telling him everything about me, from my marital status to my visits to his home during his absence at sea.
I could tell that the conversation was both humiliating and soothing for David. I asked if he wanted me to break up with Aisha.
He responded that he wasn't sure. He understood that he had left Aisha alone for a long time, even a little bit. In fact, he recognized that he spent too much time at sea and barely paid attention when he was home.
Trying to calm his conscience, I told David that while he was away on trips, I would meet Aisha once a week during the mornings. As a married man, I understood it was necessary to keep everything secret, since I never wanted to hurt my son or her daughter with my behavior.
Finally, I confessed to David that I felt bad about having sex with Aisha in front of him, despite noticing he was very enthusiastic, but I advised him to buy cameras so we could Although I implored David not to divorce, since Aisha still loves him and Sophie needs him in her life. After saying that, I took my clothes and finished getting dressed, saying goodbye to go look for Bastián. The girls were surprised to see me so serious, finding them much more playful. Later on, when Aisha arrived with us, Emma and Isabella noticed something else had happened, although Aisha smiled kindly at me and thanked me for what I'd done for her. We waited anxiously for our sons' departure, but with warmth in our hearts that everything will be better.
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