SHELL PAIN IBy: HornyDue to my continuous travels, I spent practically half of the month outside of Bogotá, my city of r

SHELL PAIN IBy: HornyDue to my continuous travels, I spent practically half of the month outside of Bogotá, my city of residence and therefore the relationship with my husband it grew colder until we reached a point where we were discussing the few days that I spent at home, all this aggravated by the fact that the He also traveled for work reasons and sometimes spent entire weeks without us being able to see each other. This, among other things, was what pushed me to have a lover, without looking for him, forced by the normal physical needs that the body asks, out of the desire for a touch, a lascivious look, an encounter passionate but fleeting. All of this produced sensations in me that I thought I had forgotten, that I only remembered feeling at the beginning of my previous relationships loving, when everything was new. To that lover, Diego, protagonist of previous stories such as "La Mecedora" and "My first time in the ass" among others, had been weeks without see him, after the incident recounted in "The Last Time with Diego." my body was crying out for some action. I was in my apartment in Bogotá, around 6 p.m. afternoon, my son at his maternal grandparents' house where he used to spend the night from time to time From time to time, my husband, on a work trip through a Caribbean city, would arrive at the next day in the morning. I was in front of the computer chatting with a man who said he was 30 years old, from Argentina. We tried to have cybersex but I I was bored, I needed something more than that that day without knowing why my libido had reached enormous proportions. So I unplugged my computer and headed to the bedroom I prepared to take a shower, freeing my body from the silk robe, the bra that suffocated my chest and a tiny thong that I like to wear, black color. I turned on the hot water tap and after checking the temperature I I started to delight in one of my favorite pleasures which consists of washing my intimate areas with a special gel with which I like to pamper myself. I took a little in my hands, then proceeding to rub it all over my pussy and raja. The sensation of the cold gel with the hot water is delicious and especially if you take the opportunity to caress the pussy, the clitoris and the ass thoroughly. in all possible ways, circular, from top to bottom and vice versa and furtively putting one or two little fingers through my eager orifices. I managed to cum on my own thanks to my hands and the delicious and lubricating sensation of the gel. That restorative orgasm made me I felt a little better, but the party was still beginning, I wanted more and I had everything the night to myself, to have a small private party. After massaging my skin with a scented exfoliating soap to citrus fruits and drying off gently I went to my bed accompanied by my little bottle of oil, a great companion for my self-satisfaction rituals. I put some relaxing music and like any light I lit a couple of white candles to further improve the environment in which I wanted to surround myself for my own pleasure. I lay face up on a couple of cushions and my sheets. favorites, white satin ones, a very sensual material for making love, already completely impregnated in my favorite oil, completely shiny, with the wet hair, agitated and eager to get all the pleasure possible. The fact that I was alone was not going to stop me in my goals, so I took a small bottle of cream, conveniently circular in shape and about 25 cm. in length. I soaked the tip in my vaginal fluids and I introduced it slowly to enjoy the penetration of that object that despite From being an intruder, a stranger, he served my purposes well. with the other hand caressed my clitoris, already out of its hood, hard and erect, like a small penis ready to receive all my caresses. When I had my phallic object deep inside me, about 20 cm. so that it was left out enough to manipulate it I began to taking it out and putting it in smoothly and constantly without stopping and without stopping caress my clitoris, protected and protected by knowing that I am alone, to give free rein Release the wildest thoughts and fantasies. When you are alone you can Imagine that you are with someone else, with someone you love very much, with someone you would like to be with. At that moment a man occupied my mind a man only seen in photos was spiritually with me, on me, penetrating me with his memory, with his words a man named Cesar whom I wanted a lot and I couldn't have it, owner at that moment of my most ardent fantasies At that moment my husband arrived who had advanced his trip, while I continued in my thoughts and manipulations, completely oblivious to the interruption that would inevitably occur minutes later. with his accustomed silence, he entered almost without making a noise, left his things in the study and walked slowly into the room. The dim light and the door ajar They stopped him right there where the candles projected the image of a woman, of his wife, doing something hitherto unknown to him, which he never had seen any type of object being introduced. He was a traditional man in sex, but he wanted his woman with madness, a woman whom he had not touched for weeks. Standing there at the door not daring to enter and interrupt That private moment was spent simply looking, delighting in such beautiful spectacle, his wife with her face contorted, her eyes closed, inserting an object into her sex, frantically caressing her clitoris, occasionally pinching her nipples was something to see. The excitement got the better of him and slowly and without making a sound he took out his cock and began to jerk off standing there like a fool who couldn't manage to open that door and pounce once and for all on his wife, on his bed; but not I wanted to interrupt such a sacred moment of intimacy and pleasure that he had not been able to provide in a long time. He continued shaking her until the moans of both of them subsided. they mixed in the room; They were small moans of pleasure contained during the days that we had not felt. I didn't listen to him because not only the music silenced his moans. but she was so focused on what she was doing that she had no head for nothing more. The longed-for moment was close again and I stopped for a moment to recover and prolong the pleasurable moment prior to orgasm. a wave Heat invaded me, I couldn't resist it a moment longer so I accelerated again. my caresses until I finally exploded, shuddering from head to toe, with the agitated heart On the other side of the door, my husband seeing that I was already nearby he finished the delicious moment and leaned against the wall so as not to fall when enormous jets of milk contained by too much came out of his cock time. Not happy with this, he dedicated himself to looking at me for a while longer, to admire the whiteness of my body, my wide hips, my closed eyes, a smile of satisfaction drawn on my face and my whole body relaxed by the pleasant moment. Meanwhile, he cleaned his hands full of semen with the pants. His cock continued to be erect, asking for more, wanting to enter my cave and never leave again. This is how I saw it when he burst into the room, scaring me of death; dressed but with his cock totally stiff coming out of his pants, with the broken face of someone who had been rejected and ignored for a long time time and with tremendous desire to pounce on me and not precisely to hug me TO BE CONTINUED