In the first story, I told you in general terms what my wife and I had done, but it all began at a time, both individually and as a couple. I'd already had a girlfriend with whom we'd had threesomes and a few partner swaps; we'd had sex with friends, both male and female, and it was delicious... until she left me because she met one guy who had a huge cock (according to what she told me... and I have a normal one, six inches, circumcised and a little crooked to the left), and she liked the other guy's cock better, especially because she, despite being so young, had a very large and rather limp pussy. And that's why I liked putting my cock between her ass more because it gave me more of a squeeze.
I'll be on vacation for the next two weeks, so I'll have time to write more and tell you about us and the delicious sexual experiences we've had, individually and as a couple. It's been more than 20 lust-filled years of marriage, and we've enjoyed every second of it. Of course, we've also had bad experiences, but even those have taught us a lot. I'll tell you about some of them another time. Some of the bad ones have been disasters, and others have even made us laugh because of what happened or how ridiculous they were. But the vast majority have been excellent, and we've never regretted anything we've experienced in this world of sexual freedom.
In my constant search for situations that deviate from the routine of sex in marriage, I thought about an erotic massage. I decided to talk about it with my wife, who actually found it interesting. But when I mentioned that the idea would be massages and caresses in the most intimate areas, she immediately closed all the doors and called me crazy.
We went to the beach for the weekend. My husband invited a couple to go too. We arrived first. I had brought a layette for the baby of the caretaker's wife, who was pregnant. Everything was deserted, as it wasn't the season, but it was a very hot day. We arrived Friday afternoon, and the couple arrived that evening.
I have a neighbor, a 63-year-old blonde, 5'7", with firm, medium-sized breasts and a nice ass. She always wears tight leggings, sometimes a top, and since she has firm breasts, she rarely wears a bra. She practices yoga on the terrace of her house.
I'm 53 years old and my cousin is 66, I confess that since we were kids I've masturbated thinking about her, she's always been very hot.She had several marriages in her life until she was widowed by the last one.I'm married, but my sex life is shit, I can go months without having sex.
I was at a party with some friends when I first saw her. Her neon pink hair caught my eye from afar, but what really captivated me were the tattoos covering her slim body. She wore a short skirt and a tight top, laughing with some friends as if she were in her own world. I watched from afar, unsure of how to approach.
It was raining, raining heavily. The car's engine was starting to sputter as we climbed Serra do Mar. It didn't even feel like my wife and I had taken a dip in the sea under the blazing sun that morning.