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on: June 29, 2019, 01:22:51 PM
I thought a long time before I wrote these lines. I thought a great deal about those who may not believe the testimony because they think it is false, the product of some distant fantasy. And I thought with regret, because we would be losing the possibility of sharing an absolutely real story, perhaps common, as has happened to many, but it is one more life experience and all have added value. In the consequent contact, much more still.



This happened at the end of last year. I'm 28 years old, I'm married to a husband I've known for ten years, but we've been married for six years. Sex with him is not good because he is fat and he says he doesn't feel comfortable having sex. As I am thin, she discriminates, thinks that more than satisfaction will generate a burden and a nuisance to me making love with me and although I have tried not to feel an outcast, there is no way to twist the thought about that. The times we have sex, I feel good. Naturally we have to try to find positions that make him feel comfortable and I do not do badly, but then, it's all right.



The truth is that, in the midst of this discouraging context, I have been improving, based on diets and gymnastics, my physical condition until I reach an enviable line. I tell you, I don't have many lolas but enough (89), good hips, long legs and very good tail. I am the secretary of a doctor and I must confess that in recent times I have received all kinds of proposals, even more, from those men who know my partner and assume that my sexual intimacy is not entirely happy. The truth is that I was never unfaithful until what once had to happen happened.



I have a friend, Maria Eugenia, who's dating a 21-year-old boy. His name is Pedro and he's a truck driver. She told me that they were having relations on top of the truck and told me in detail what those meetings were like. I'm going to use vulgar terms because that way the testimony is going to be empowered for those who are reading it. My friend once told me... "You don't know how well she fucks me and the piece of dick she's got..." That's how Euge speaks... The truth is that I didn't give him importance until I met Peter and he was very cute... Tall, brown, always combed backwards, with gel, long sideburns, rich and with some barbarian muscles... Divine. She introduced me to him and I couldn't help but look at him and imagine what Eugenia was telling me about him. We say hello and nothing more... When my husband and I drove by his house, I looked to see him and I was never lucky, although it was only part of my fantasy.



I imagined what a night of sex with him would be like. I saw it very rough, wild and that drove my libido even though it was only for a moment. One night we went to a party with another friendly couple (it wasn't Eugenia) and there the knot of this story was unraveled. We were having dinner with my husband when I saw him sitting at another table. It was Pedro, who was with some friends. At first it moved me, but I couldn't unbalance myself because my husband could tell... I tried to pretend I didn't see anything. After all, he was my friend's lover and not mine... We went dancing and in a moment, my husband started talking to someone who was dancing behind him. I was talking to my friend who was dancing next to me when suddenly I felt someone grabbing me by the waist. It was he, who took advantage of my husband's distraction to hold me tight and lean his piece against my prominent tail and was framed by linen trousers very close to the body. I felt it and a chill came over me... "Hello" he said to me by wetting the lobe of my ear with his lips and I only tried to answer him with a babble... The turro supported me and went on without giving me more ball all night. My husband didn't even notice, but I was very excited for the rest of the party. When 3:30 a.m. arrived, my husband left because at 4 a.m. he was traveling to a nearby city to watch a car race and he insisted that I stay with our friendly couple.



I didn't want to be alone. I was afraid of not getting over that state of intoxication caused by the guy I had once dreamt of naked. It was 4:20 when my friends offered me a ride home.  I told them no, that I was very close (it's true, since I live only three blocks from the party place) and when they left, I took my wallet and started walking home. Half a block from the apartment, I get a horn. I'm freezing. I was used to being told things on the street wanting to get up, but this was him... He invited me into a van and I couldn't tell him no... He told me that he had noticed me for a long time, that he liked me very much and that he wanted to see me naked, to have me alone for him. I stared at it and it was very hot inside.



We kissed... I couldn't help it and he took me to a vacant lot, by the side of a stream, a beautiful place where couples usually go. That's when he asked me to go to the box in the van, that we'd be more comfortable.



It was a summer night, hot, beautiful, special for being outdoors. He didn't wait for anything to undress me. He hurled himself at me with a great desire to catch me... I wanted him to tear my clothes off, and he did. What he liked the most was to slowly pull down my pants and have on his face the tail that had excited him so many times. I was in the clouds. I didn't even remember that I had a husband... She bit my tits with desire, put her huge hands on my buttocks and flanneled my tail while she kissed me all over... When she took off her underwear and pulled out her dick, I wanted to die. Eugenia had not exaggerated. While it wasn't huge, it was impressive. I grab my hair and fill my mouth with his dick... "Swallow it all... you're going to be my whore..." I said I wanted him to humiliate me. At that point, I just wanted him to do whatever he wanted. I wanted to swallow that piece he pulled out of my mouth to avoid premature orgasm.



I throw myself on the floor of the box and throw his body on top of mine... while he kissed me, he started to catch me slowly... I felt that hot meat inside of me and it exploded with pleasure. Even more so when a few minutes later he began to put it in with force. He'd kill me, I'd scream like crazy. I've never felt a dick like that inside of me before. She was beautiful... I was pushing more and more and it seemed that my conch was stretching in an impossible effort. He had a sculptural body.  I bit his neck, his shoulders... It drove me crazy. I've never been fucked like this and I've never been told so many things... "You're the worst whore," I said to myself, "you've wanted to fuck me for a long time. Here's my dick so you don't forget me anymore"... it said in my ear. You know how many times I saw you with your husband and I thought about having you for me and fucking you as many times as I want..." I was out of my mind.  I just wanted more and more of that amazing cock.



I wanted her to treat me like the bitch. I was discovering an erotic side that I wanted to push more and more... I just knew I wanted to fuck like that and with a male like him. In a moment he turns me around and while he bites my back, he puts his tongue through my tail and made me delirious with pleasure... They've never done that to me before. He got the urge (my ass drove him crazy) and suddenly told me that he was going to break it... I opposed it because I never allowed it to my husband and I was even less going to leave it to him, who had a multiplied cock next to my husband's, but there was no way to contain it and he grabbed me from behind.... In such a way that the ovaries hurt... I was running a thread of blood, I made the tail like I never thought I was going to make it. At first it hurt, but then it gave me immense pleasure.



It ended up in my tail, filled it with milk and I ended up with multiple orgasms... I burned everything, that cock had wreaked havoc on me, but I loved it... With time we were dating other times... I was getting better and better but those are other stories... Today I'm a hard-core infidel. It changed my life... Sex drives me crazy and the only thing that makes me weird is knowing that my fat boy must imagine that others are fucking his wife. Every time she sees me naked she tells me knowing that many men, even those who say they call themselves their friends, want to turn me around and that's how it is since several of them faced me to get out. I told everyone not to... Almost everyone.



They are not the kind of man Peter is that besides everything is reserved and that is very important. I couldn't resist him and all thanks to Eugenia, even though she doesn't know it. Another day I tell them more stories because many things have happened to me... A kiss.


 

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