I did it to cuck him and get revenge

If someone who reads this story were to see me walking down the street taking my kids to school or shopping at the market, they wouldn't even notice me, I have a very low profile, it would take a very good observer to realize that under the clothes I wear when I go out on the street is moving a body that is indirectly proportional to my external appearance, let alone you could imagine what that woman would be capable of in circumstances far from happening to a housewife attached to household chores and a submissive profile. As the old saying goes, don't judge a book by its cover, and that's exactly what I want to represent before my own and strangers. On the outside, a common and ordinary woman, a bit neglected dressed in outdated clothes and not at all attention-grabbing, but on the inside, and under those insipid clothes, the counter-face of the external, a promiscuous, hot, perverse, and morbid woman who has indecent behaviors driven by an unlimited revenge due to her husband's infidelity. That woman is me. But before I tell you how I became what few lucky people on this planet know what I am, I got married very young, at 18, got pregnant with my first child and was practically forced to marry to avoid being interned in a convent school as a pupil. The families of my husband and mine are very traditional and religious, making it impossible to propose an abortion, even if their daughter in the future would be unhappy due to an arranged marriage. At 18 I had a very developed body and it was common when I went out on the street to hear obscene words and lascivious glances from men and women. I got engaged at 17 with my current husband and one night we managed to get away behind some trees on a friend's birthday, then he deflowered me. I started having relationships with him and at 18 in a lapse of attention I got pregnant, the outcome is already told at the beginning. years that followed were with ups and downs, like any couple, I was at home taking care of the two kids and my husband working hard. My body after pregnancies and subsequent years remained quite neglected and to my husband it didn't matter how I looked, and our sexual relations kept attenuating over time. When I turned 28 some former high school classmates decided to get together and through social media contacted me. During that encounter talking with one of my former classmates whom I hadn't seen in those years I told her I had married my high school boyfriend and while giving details about my husband's person her face changed, at a moment she interrupted me and said I should know something that wouldn't please me but she felt she had to tell it because a woman like me didn't deserve this present. I got scared and thought what she was going to say would be grave. Your husband visits my cousin who has been convinced he's leaving his wife, you, and the silly thing believes him, now that you've told me who he is I'm not in doubt that it's the same person, forgive me but neither my cousin nor you deserve a guy like him, I knew he was hiding something but never wanted to get involved, nor did I know he had married you. I started crying and while she consoled me she said something that would turn the story around, think friend, revenge is a dish that's served cold, don't do crazy things or victimize yourself, make him eat his own poison, he doesn't deserve anything else, eye for an eye. The subsequent days I tried to hide my pain and acted as if I knew nothing like what my friend said while I plotted my revenge. Those nights were sleepless thinking, thinking, thinking. Finally I decided, I was going to turn him into a cuck in the most cruel and cynical way. I took advantage of the next morning when the kids were at school and he was on leave. YO: love, yesterday I went to buy a jean and noticed that I increased two sizes, I realized that after the first pregnancy my body was no longer the same and I have to admit that I let myself go all these years. Fifteen days ago I went out to dinner with my high school friends and many of them look very sexy and in shape, and I said to myself what happened to you woman? Recognize, my husband, that you deserve something better than this neglected body so, I promise to start getting in shape, recover my adolescent attributes and see myself sexy for you, you deserve the best! After that cynical performance I started a physical routine and a diet that I had never had before, transformed every corner of my house and backyard into a training center accompanied by an demanding diet. In three months I lost 10 kilos and my abs were well defined, my body took on a fibrous shape, I regained the desired waistline, my arms and legs are muscular, my Booty regained its firmness and was perked up. After five months my body underwent a transformation that even impressed me when I saw myself in the mirror. This new body so desirable to look at that any man would not be my husband's, will serve any cock willing to give me pleasure, and I will offer him pleasure. But he didn't deserve to be a standard cuck, that is, I should sleep with a handsome and well-endowed man behind his back, on the contrary, he should get screwed hard and pervasively by types of horrible, old or degenerate men, and from there emerged the idea of going out to offer myself to types that women like me would never approach unless they had a fat wallet. Despite this physical change I was still showing myself as a simple woman, wearing loose clothing and low-profile accessories, so no one suspected that under those clothes was an exquisite apple worthy of being bitten. I went to a store and bought clothes and shoes that prostitutes wear to attract men and hid them in a place in my house. My husband leaves for work at 7am Returns at 7pm, and since my kids have double schooling I have several hours available to myself. I remember that morning, everyone had already left, my face was excessively made up, like a slut gets ready when she goes out to pick up guys, false eyelashes long, nails delicately painted, I got into my car from home wearing a very short mini skirt, a low-cut shirt that showed off the roundness of my breasts, no bra, thong underwear, high heels, and black fishnet stockings. I had never dressed like that before, nor did I recognize myself in front of the mirror, and it gave me a lot of morbo to see myself like that. I drove for over an hour as far away as possible to a very crowded neighborhood where there are many businesses selling low-grade merchandise and also many people of all kinds. As I walked down the sidewalk looking at storefronts, I felt like the lascivious glances were piercing me from side to side, those men who would turn around and say obscene things repeating themselves block by block. When passing through a construction site from a scaffolding, three builders called out obscenities to me, instead of hurrying past to get through the place as quickly as possible, I stopped and looked at them biting my lower lip and touching my breast. Immediately underneath one of them and asked without mediating discourse what I was looking for, to which he replied in a sensual voice: YO: I'm looking for something you can undoubtedly give me – Le responded while my gaze fixed on the bundle of the boy- ALBAÑIL: Did you say you or did I mishear? My companions sent me away because I am the youngest and since they are older, they thought that a woman like you would notice younger boys and not old men YO: You heard correctly, I said you, that is to say the three of us, unless the other two are homosexuals and don't want to eat this desirable cock craving El boy was surprised and confused, he couldn't have imagined a situation like that with such a woman ALBAÑIL: ¡No, no está bien! One has girlfriend and the other one is married, they're not homosexuals, but we leave work later, we're with dirty and sweaty work clothes, a woman like you deserves to be presentable, we rent a house near here, you can come in the afternoon and you'll find us ready to give you what you want. YO: And who talked about later, who talked about ages, who talked about house? It's here and now, no detours, I'm on fire and eager to have cocks fill every hole in my body, are they going to fuck me or not? The boy whistled at his companions and with his head made signs as if inviting them to come up with me. I followed the young man inside the workshop, there was a pile of cement bags and he stopped there, I saw the other two approaching and observed that they were already fondling their penises over their pants, everyone took off their shirts and remained with their torso bare. -I'm going to suck them all three together, don't make me wait, I want to see their cocks hard -I said sensually while unbuttoning my shirt and exposing my breasts. While they looked surprised, they were pulling out their cocks. The three had a good size, the oldest one was very thick but shorter, the other long and wide, and the young one's was the largest, it should be around 22 centimeters. The young man politely put a shirt on the floor so I could kneel down. While I sucked one cock, I was masturbating the other two with my hands, rotating them back and forth, sometimes they would lean in slightly to touch my breasts, leaving their dirty cal marks on them. Sweaty and dirty workers with cocks smelling of urine were being attended to by my insatiable mouth that wouldn't stop sucking the three cocks. Sometimes I tried to put two cocks in my mouth, but couldn't, it was just attempts that barely managed to introduce part of their heads. While this happened, I rubbed my clitoris with my fingers to stimulate myself, in the echo of that half-made atmosphere They felt moans and groans from a mouth that wouldn't stop sucking. After several minutes, to avoid them coming, they invited me to penetrate me. They piled bags up to my waist, put their shirts down for me to lie on them, one of them lifted me up and laid me on the pile of bags, opening my legs, the young man took the initiative, grabbed my hips, and made my buttocks reach the edge of the pile, he removed my skirt, lowered my thong, and slowly introduced his cock into my testicles. The other two got on top of the pile and, kneeling, invited me to keep sucking their cocks. The young man's cock was filling my vagina and I started screaming with joy while my head spun from left to right, putting the old men's cocks in my mouth at my sides. The boy didn't stop coming until I came for a second time. Only my moans and screams were heard, never having been penetrated by so many men at once, nor had I achieved two almost consecutive orgasms, it was clear that I was having a great time and I felt good without thinking who these strangers were. Don't come yet! I said I want them to fuck me in the ass. Immediately they removed some bags from the pile for me to lie on four legs and my ass would be at the height of their cocks. ME: No, no, make a bed with the bags on the floor and have one lie down so I can get on top of him and another can give it to me in the ass, I want to feel double penetration. And that's how it was, the young man lay down on his back on the bags, I rode him tasty cock, then leaned over his torso pointing my butt for the old man to put it in, who didn't wait. There was pain, but the pleasure of having two cocks inside you doesn't have a price, especially when you propose and invite. Their lubricated cocks by the fluids of the two.

Previous orgasms would enter and exit my ass and vagina without stopping, the cries of joy were increasing, sometimes one of them would come up to me and also put their cocks in my mouth while the other two covered my holes with blows. ME: Can they all cum at the same time?, I want to have cum in each hole, I'm going to cum with you guys too, I can't take it anymore! Seconds later, the three of them start moaning and first I feel cum entering my ass, then by vagina as the young one empties his semen at the same time as my legs tremble giving way to a third orgasm, finally, the oldest pours semen on my face. I left exhausted on top of the young man's torso. I felt cum coming out of my ass and falling from my vagina while with my fingers I gathered the cum from my face and swallowed it savoring it with a sensual smile looking at the three of them provocatively. CARPENTER: Do you want to go to the chemical toilet, wash up a bit? ME: No love, I want to leave with my body smelling like sex and semen. I put on the thong that had gotten wet from semen still dripping from my vagina and ass, I also put on my skirt, fastened my shirt, fixed my hair all mussed up and left there as I had entered. The carpenters invited me to come back, but I told them I would never see them again and that they had helped me fulfill a fantasy I had. I walked until where I had left the car swaying my ass and hips, keeping the rest of the carpenters' semen in my holes. There were still hours before the kids from school arrived, so I kept walking around my house smelling like semen and remembering the pleasant experience I had with those guys. A little later while relaxing in the bathtub, I looked at my husband's portrait that I had brought to the bathroom to observe while my inner voice said 'This was just the beginning, dear husband, your life as a great cuck started when your wife indulged with three dirty and simple carpenters who fucked her like a foxy slut'. Filling in the holes with semen, and you at work thinking about your next opportunity to be unfaithful to me, he who laughs last laughs best, cuck.