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Compendium IIIAfter what happened on the first day of classes, my relationship with my wife improved dramatically. Normally, I'm the one who wants to keep intimate with Marisol. However, after what happened with Emma and the girls and Cheryl's bold invitation for me to come over to her house, my rooster's libido grew exponentially, to the point that by Thursday, I was completely exhausted. But outside of this context, both Pamelita and Verito were looking at me with bright eyes full of desire, wanting me to teach Cheryl how to make salmon-filled sushi rolls this week, which surprisingly didn't happen. Wednesday, MEL 6:27 PM | GMT: 8:27 AM Marco (M): Hey, Cheryl. How are you? Cheryl (C): Hi, Marco! I'm doing pretty well now that I can talk to you. How about you?
M: hehe, I'm also doing well talking to you. I like seeing you more confident. I wanted to ask you about our meeting this Saturday. My daughters are insisting that I teach you how to prepare salmon rolls of sushi.C: Sounds delicious, Marco, but actually, I was thinking something different. I'd like you to try a lot of my sushi. I've been practicing alone for these weeks and I'd like to know how much my flavor has improved with you since the last lesson.
When I read that, I couldn't help but start getting excited. As I say, try sushi has become our code phrase for having sex, and while her way of expressing it was quite innocent, the hidden message sounded quite promising...
M: Really? I'd love to try your sushi, Cheryl. But don't worry about bringing ingredients if you need them.
C: Thanks, Marco, but you don't have to worry. I'll buy the ingredients myself, like when you started teaching me, do you remember? It's important for me to show you how much I've improved my judgment and progress in this relationship. Plus, I want to enjoy our time together as much as possible.
When I read your response, I swallowed saliva, because if I was reading between the lines right, Cheryl wanted to give it to me hard...
M: It seems fine, Cheryl. I appreciate that. Your confidence in your skills is impressive. What time should I arrive at your house?
C: Mhm. I was thinking of showing you everything I've learned from you, so I thought receiving you at noon and spending the whole afternoon together, showing you how much I've improved. Do you understand?
By those hours, I was thinking about where Marisol was. I urgently needed her to help me down my overflowing erection...
M: Of course I understand, and I don't think there should be any problems. As you know, my daughters are also interested in having an excellent sushi prepared by me, and my generous wife doesn't mind sharing my Culinary charms with you. C: Many thanks, Marco, for your time. I hope to leave you very satisfied with my skills. Fortunately, I found my wife in the kitchen and practically jumped on top of her...
Taking advantage of the fact that Friday 'gave me a break', so I could recover my strength, Marisol told me that the situation with Cheryl reminded her a lot of what she was going through when I worked in Broken Hill.In those times, on the eve of my return, both she and Lizzie (the nanny who lived with us) would discreetly touch each other in the days leading up to my return, and despite Marisol having a lesbian university companion (Lara), the caresses between them didn't help her anxiety. As for me, I'd comment that Hannah was going through a similar situation, since with her husband at the time they only had sex three times during the week of vacation, whereas with me on duty we would have sex an average of 12 to 17 times during the week (not counting anal sex), so I generally lived anxious to go back to work.
On that day, both my wife and I were nervous. Probably in the same way as in corny marriages, the husband worries about fixing up his wife to meet her lover, which was also happening with my finch, who wanted me to dress practically formally.
However, I reminded him that I had to dress casually since we needed to maintain appearances, so I wore a polo shirt and jeans, although I did let him perfume me quite a bit.
My daughters were curiously happy to see me leave. Although only Alicia was bothered that I'd be leaving for most of the afternoon on a Saturday to visit a stranger, the twins were ecstatic about trying the sandwiches I'd bring back, which was a radical change from their rejection of seeing their father leave, exposing their innocent and unbreakable confidence in me.
That day, I was waiting for her in the parking lot wearing a short skirt that reached just above my knees, flowing freely, along with a V-neck blouse with a lace detail at the neckline, a pair of sandal straps, and hoop earrings.
As expected, we greeted each other by kissing like true lovers, with her hands wrapping around my waist and drawing me towards hers, while mine grasped the contours of her prominent buttocks, making her smile happily as she noticed our sexes practically touching beneath our clothes. However, feeling her breasts and noticing the captivating path between them converge on my torso gave me the kick-off point in my pants for that afternoon's activities. Much more confident and satisfied with herself, she asked:· Does it bother you that I greet you in that way? – smiling delightedly as she took my hands and led me to her apartment.As she climbed the stairs, she swayed her hips happily, knowing that I was attentively following the flight of her skirt, looking for a glimpse of her underwear. And understanding my intentions, she stopped suddenly at the last step of her floor's staircase, lifting her skirt in surprise and making my face collide cheerfully with her buttocks, which were covered by a precious purple embroidered panty, impregnated with her magnificent aroma.
Once in the apartment, our excitement was skin-deep. We kissed anxiously and our hands explored each other's bodies freely. Hers, eager to feel what was struggling to get out of my groin, while mine had no end of stroking that impressive front.
With complete freedom and confidence, without stopping kissing me, Cheryl unbuttoned my belt and pants, constantly massaging my swollen penis once she left it free, then knelt down to kiss it with great passion.
Her warm tongue traversed the length, causing shivers in me, while her gaze delighted in seeing my face full of pleasure. Later, she placed my glans on her warm oral cavity and slowly searched for more and more.
Her hand slithered over my penis, intending to stimulate the flow, while the other, warmly squeezed my testicles, as if palpating the firmness of a tomato.
My hands held that warm tangle of hair, forcing my glans gradually towards her throat. Cheryl, passionate, continued sucking deliciously despite the lack of air.
I could feel the warmth in her gaze that wanted me to feed it, make it end in her mouth, and how her eyes, supplicating, promised to swallow everything. That's why I started thrusting with greater violence with my belt, while She closed her eyes, enjoying how she abused her mouth without restraint, until I came on her lips.
Although I could feel her noisy throat swallowing my orgasm, the volume was so great that part of it escaped through her precious lips. However, always greedy, she smeared with her fingers the bridge of saliva hanging between us, to relish it again without wasting a drop and her tongue, very amiable, took care of cleaning the remaining bits on my manhood.· I missed your flavor. – she said before kissing me again. – I've been thinking about you all these days.
I could feel my heat growing like a flame for her. My hands, with greater confidence, centered themselves on her lower waist, tracing subtle grooves over that appetizing and juicy cleft that rested between her legs and already guessed to be wet.
In fact, knowing my intentions, she slid my head between her legs, rubbing it intentionally against her fabulous breasts, which were starting to emphasize their excitement.
But the treasure between her legs was admirable: thick drops of flow fell onto her underwear as I went about removing it, causing her to sigh in relief.
The flavor and essence of her body was unmatched. I savored her excited clitoris with relish, while she gazed at the sky in gratitude and caressed my head with kindness and delicacy.
I drank from her honey and sucked loudly, occasioning spasms. I choked my fingers in her hungry interior, which squeezed and sucked them with the intention of swallowing them whole, giving her great pleasure.
I kissed her tenderly on the belly, while my three fingers alleviated part of her hunger for sex emphatically, moving my hand faster each time. Yet, the remaining gentle and timid teacher continued to resist her impulses, containing her pleasurable moans, causing her to slowly bend over.
Eventually, she detonated in an explosion, which my anxious mouth also took care of licking meticulously, making her smile with happiness as I went about drinking every one of her juices.
We kissed again, with her smiling at seeing that once more, my enormous sushi roll was ready to taste it.
I desired to take her right there. In the kitchen, where her captivating, innocent, and virginal tiny ass called my attention.
And although I don't deny that I was tempted to deflower her, or at least start preparing her, my mind submitted to my appendix, since I didn't want to try any of them before Isabella gives me hers.However, it didn't bother her when I slid my glans between her legs. She shuddered with pleasure at feeling the closeness of our flesh, with the burning tip rubbing her lips on purpose. But my intention that day was to excite her enough for her to ask me herself to stop using condoms.
For this reason, I was patient, making her sigh with pleasure as she felt her lower lip receiving my warm knight. When her hand approached my member, I withdrew, making her cry out in a pitiful Nooo!
I'm sorry, I said to her. I also like it. But the first time I did it without a condom, I accidentally got my wife pregnant.· But maybe it's different with me! – she protested in desperation, her hand appearing between her legs in a graceful way.
I smiled subtly...
-No. I'm sorry. I don't want to take the risk. – I said, opening the condom package and putting it on my penis. – It's already hard being Bastián's father and having to leave him with his mother.
She let out a sigh, as if she had remembered that she was my son's teacher, besides being a woman...
It would be different if you took care of yourself. – I added, presenting my glans covered between his anxious fingers.· But you could take something too, couldn't you? – she asked, then let out a sigh after depositing it on her vaginal lips.
- Unfortunately not. – I replied, starting to penetrate her, causing her to moan pleasurably. - My sperm cells are approximately 250 million per ejaculation, but a woman has one, two or at most five eggs at the same time.
Surprisingly, upon hearing my number of sperm cells, she got excited and started moving with greater violence...• But... it wouldn't be bad... if you got me pregnant...- she suddenly let out, as if negotiating about it.I smiled, knowing that would drive my wife crazy once I told her...
- And what will you do? Will you be a single mother? - I asked, striking with violence. - How will you be my son's teacher, if at the same time, you're his brother's mother?
Surprisingly, the morbo caused him an orgasm...· No!... I just say... that you release a lot of semen... when you come... ugh... I want to feel it... inside me...
I started pumping her hard. Her enormous breasts were sliding across the table.
- It's because I come so much... because your body is so lustful... - I lied at the moment.
She complained again, feeling another orgasm...· Do you really... think that? - she asked, swaying her waist to my thrusts.
Yes. Didn't you see the girls on Monday? - I asked, taking hold of her waist and thrusting deeper. - Lily and Karen's mothers couldn't believe you had such a big breast.• Oh! – She exclaimed pleasantly, releasing my legs slightly. - And I, now, am taking them. As I had wanted to do the day I met you...- I continued, thrusting deeper and handling tremendous breasts. The contrast between the coldness of the shelf and the warmth and pliability of her tits was astonishing, given that their volume was such that it could completely hide my extended palms.· Mmh… agh… Did you want me to do that? - Yes, I found you so sexy. –I replied, grabbing them, making her lift her torso so I could kiss her. Of course, with the movement, I noticed my penis was starting to come out of its warm and wet cave, so I had to stop her, while she licked her lips. We started laughing once she noticed why I stopped and lay down on the table, because she also preferred to enjoy more penetration.· That day, I thought... how it would be to kiss you...- she confessed, lying down gratefully.
Her warmth was delicious and she was still very tight. Besides, her body looked luxurious and although she had a few extra pounds, her flesh shook sensually with the force of my thrusts.
So I didn't take long to fill the condom after taking it off her belt and giving one, two, three, four, and five deep thrusts that already left our sweaty bodies.
But neither she nor I wanted to stop. After we came apart, we went to her sofa kissing each other. And this time, she wanted me on top.
-Wait a bit. – I said, holding her by the palm of her hands. -I want to feel you without a condom, just putting in the tip.
She licked her lips as she noticed the old condom falling to the floor and drops of my semen splashing a little on the floor.
Although everything changed when I felt myself penetrating her: she let out an enormous sigh of relief at feeling my gland opening her sticky, wet lips while I penetrated her hot, tight, and wet interior.· Oh God! It's so big! - she exclaimed, remaining on her knees in a static position, swaying slightly over me.
Yes. You're so fiery and wet. – I replied, enjoying it fully.Regardless of how much I was enjoying it, since she was swaying her hip in a circular motion, as if intending to rub against the entire perimeter of my penis, she tensed up when she saw me trying to pull her out.· Wait! Wait! Wait! - she replied anxiously. Please, put it in a little deeper.
I listened and started to feel how her vaginal contractions were treating me, making her complain pleasantly and refreshingly.· No! No! No! Don't take her away yet! - she begged, as I tried to escape that storm.
- It's just that I want to put it in! - I implored, resisting the pleasure.
She let out a sigh...· Only a little bit...- she said, releasing a little more of her body.
I could feel her warm and refreshing tissues sliding over my glans...
It's just that, even so, I can get pregnant. – I said, swaying my hip. – A spermatozoon can survive for up to six hours.
And believe me: we don't separate unwillingly. When my glans came out, a thick drop of fluid came with it and it was a torment for both of us to see how I put the second condom on.
But once it was on, she didn't lose a moment in positioning herself on top of it.· It felt better before! –she protested mildly, repeating her movements. - Yes, I know that's why I wanted you to go to the doctor and ask for birth control. She started letting her body slide down my shaft in a devastating way. I was explaining to Marisol that just because she had a few extra pounds, her hip movements seemed stormy. Her hip moved in a mechanical way, as if she were searching for me to pollinate, making the sensation much more intense and somewhat painful for my back. Her breasts, on the other hand, remained relatively static and swollen like canteens.· No! No! Wait! – she protested too late.
I put both nipples in my mouth, nibbling and sucking like a hungry and insolent baby. The way she opened her mouth showed she liked it, as if she couldn't bear the pleasure.
But I didn't stop there: since Cheryl is single and no one checks up on her tits, I dedicated myself to biting and licking them until she closed her eyes, swaying her hips like a sewing machine.
But her nipples were mine, and I sucked them with madness. Of course, they wouldn't give me cum, but that didn't matter if I bit, sucked, and marked them as my possession, something Cheryl seemed to enjoy.
But when I felt it coming again, I grabbed her waist and buried myself in her once more, sinking deep into her being, immersing myself in that intoxicating sea of sweaty breasts, while her owner herself drove my lance all the way in with all her weight, as if intending to steal the last drop of semen from me.
We rested on the sofa satisfied. Her slightly rough face smiled in reverie as we kissed, content to feel full of me.
Without realizing it, it was already 4 pm, and neither of us had fully satisfied our desires.
This time I wanted to go upstairs. And once more, I wanted to incite her with my free bar without protection.
-I think it's easier for it to enter now – I said, weighing her swollen breasts in my hands.· Do you believe? – she asked, following anxiously my cock. - Yes. Do you let me try it? And without saying more, I started putting it inside her. In reality, it was a relief for both of us, because if anything, it was a bit looser, but its interior received me with a lot of moisture. Perniciously, I kept pushing it until the base, almost reaching her uterine lips.· Ahh... It's so... big... and hot! - she commented, wrapping me between her legs.
Yes. He feels quite well, I said, stroking him lightly and very tempted to let myself go...· Wait! Wait! - she asked, pushing me towards her delicious breasts. - Let her get a little closer! Please! Nobody has gone in as far as you!But I had to hold back. I was tempted and wanted to do it raw, but if I wanted her to desire it, I had to wait and contain myself.
- Sorry, but I don't want to get pregnant. - I explained, feeling her internal contractions that incited me to sin.• But stay like that a little bit! A little bit! – she was imploring me, unaware that I was gently swaying my waist towards her. - I'm sorry! But if I keep going on, I'll fill you up with semen.· No! No! Noo!- He tried to grab me while she was finishing, but I managed to get away. While putting on the condom, I no longer looked at my swollen penis with lust, but rather with complete devotion. But when I put it back in, the situation normalized. - I know it's annoying, but you should go to the doctor and get prescribed birth control and buy the morning-after pill.· But it's unfair. Why can't you take something too? – protested like a spoiled child, hugging me around the shoulders as she started to penetrate me.
I laughed...
- I told you: according to my last count, I have an average of almost 250 million sperm... (once again, it caused her a small orgasm) ...I mean, okay, I can take the risk. But do you want to get pregnant?
And we started going wild. As my wife says, there comes a point where the mere idea of getting them pregnant gets them incredibly turned on.
Her tits were shaking frenetically; her legs held me firmly, while her hands on my ass and her piercing gaze, bordering on fury, seemed focused on making my thrusts force the condom to break and spill its contents into her fiery interior.
In a way, Cheryl was forcing me to have animal sex and by force, since she wasn't reacting to my kisses or caresses, but instead focused more and more on the frenzied hip movement that I was leading.
And eventually, when I came again it was that she felt relief. She had come several times in between, but was so obsessed that she could only rest when I finished.
Like my wife, she was panting, licking and biting my shoulder as her pleasure enveloped her body.
By then, it was night and we had to turn on the lights. While eating one of the sushi rolls that Cheryl had prepared the night before, she was enthralled under the table, enthusiastically licking the enormous roll I brought out from under my pants, as if it were poetic justice.
After cumming once more in her lips and having her swallow everything, we kissed and I took her to the bathroom to finish her off one last time.
This time I took the shower phone and washed her vagina with hot water, as my tongue licked and my fingers played with her temple of pleasure.- Do you see how good it feels if I were inside? – I asked one last time, submitting her authority.
We made love while taking a shower. Unfortunately, her weight is greater, so I didn't dare take her the way I do with Marisol and the others.
However, she allowed me to savor her breasts in front of her excited gaze. I knew she was completely mine at that moment and wouldn't need much effort for her to succumb to my dark perversions.
And while we were getting dressed (and I was holding back with my teeth not to force her to give me a blow job, seeing how those succulent breasts moved), I teased her one last time.
- And if you take birth control pills, maybe we can do it more times during the week...
To which she responded with her usual (And now, much more seductive):· I'd love that!
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However, for my daughters it was a small disappointment that their father got lost halfway through a full day, just to bring them 5 rolls of sushi, which is why they asked me to be the one who brings the ingredients next time.Next post
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