MY CLASSMATES How did I happen to be unfaithful to my husband by chance? I have been married for 9 years, I have 2 children and my sex life It's a failure. Since my children were born, although I love them, our relationship couple weakened to the point that lately we don't make love more than once once a month and sometimes not even that. It's not that I have a lot of sexual appetite but from time to time Every now and then I get an uncontrollable desire to make love and when I look for Juan My husband always gets in the way when he is private, like his tiredness or the children, and at the same time I ended up with tremendous ovarian pain. Little by little I got used to it until I had to look for activities to not think about sex, so I decided to take English classes on Saturday mornings. I must tell you that I am 28 years old, which I no longer look like. that those who see me without knowing me estimate me to be 20 or less, I am thin, and although I have a small bust, I have pretty, perky buttocks that attract the eyes of men, green eyes and light brown skin. So on the first day of classes I realized that my course All students younger than me attended, they were no older than 20 years old, and at the beginning It made me sad but I got used to it. Since the classes were from 8 in the morning to 2 In the afternoon and on Saturdays I decided to always be comfortable with jeans on my hips, which which made me look even younger, and more provocative too, since when I sat down right could show the top of my thong at the end of my back, which which caused the delight of the boys who sat behind me. Although I did it without any intention, I felt very good when knowing that I could attract the gaze of my classmates who I noticed were They spoke secretly when they looked at me. Several Saturdays passed and we already had a group of friends in the room that we frequented during class breaks talking and drinking soft drinks. There was a boy with whom I got along more, Pedro, who He was 21 years old and was not from the city, he was from a nearby town. I had told that he had come to the city to study industrial engineering and that His parents rented him a modest apartment near the school. On previous occasions he had invited me to the cinema but I said I couldn't, in fact I didn't even take it into account as a man. One time they told us that next Saturday there would be exam at 1 o'clock and that the teacher gave us the entire morning of that same day for us to study and Pedro asked me if I wanted we could study together to which I replied no. Friday came and I woke up excited because I dreamed that I was making love but I didn't remember who with and for a change my husband didn't. I mess around at all even after I hit on him. In the afternoon I remembered that there was an exam the next day and Although I already knew everything, I remembered Pedro's invitation so I spoke to him to see each other at 8 in the morning on Saturday at school to which he replied that It was better to wait for me in his apartment since he had had exams all week. at his school and had not had the opportunity to study for the English test. so he would study all night on Friday and wouldn't feel up to it. go to school so early. The next morning I arrived at the department at 7:45. Pedro and knock on the door. Since they wouldn't have thought I had made the wrong choice. address. It had dawned cloudy and the first drops of rain were beginning to fall. rain; I got a little cold because I was wearing very short miniskirts that They barely managed to hide some new white thongs, a blouse clinging to the cotton body, no bra, which made my small nipples noticeable stopped by the cold. 5 minutes passed and Pedro opened the door for me, peeking through. behind her. .-Excuse me, I fell asleep. .-Don't worry, I can pass. .-Of course, don't go catching a cold Upon entering I saw that it was a small apartment, very modest but at the same time very cozy. Everything was in its place. I managed to see in a corner a bed very well made, as if no one had slept in it: Don't you sleep in your bed? .-Yes, but I fell asleep at the table. Give me time to give me a bath and I'll be with you in a moment, if you don't want me to fall asleep. .-I'll wait for you, take your time. I started to think how tired Pedro would feel because of what I thought about leaving. That's when Pedro came out in shorts and a t-shirt, more awake. .-You look better than when I arrived .-I look better but, but my back hurts. .-It would also hurt me if I had slept sitting up. We sat at the table and started studying. To the few minutes he got up: .-I'm going to take an aspirin because my neck still hurts. back .- Sit down. -So that. -You sit down Peter He sat down and I stood behind him, I took him by the shoulders and I started giving him a gentle massage. .-How good it feels. Who taught you? .-Don't you remember that, although I don't work, I am a nurse? .-And do they teach nurses how to give massages? .-No, but this is a born gift. Pedro let out a laugh and at the same time a moan, when seem of pleasure. .-How good Carmen feels. .-Does it hurt? .-No, I like it. Suddenly I realized that touching Pedro, having him so nearby and the whole situation I found myself in began to excite me. I felt How my pussy started to throb and I felt how it was starting to get wet. Not for the fact of giving a massage to a friend who I simply liked, but because It had been almost 2 months since I felt a penis inside me. It seemed that he only I was enjoying an innocent massage which made me remember that I was a woman married and had sworn that I would never be unfaithful to my husband. Suddenly a phone rang: .-Carmen, can you please give me the phone? It is above the refrigerator I left it there because I was cleaning it and I forgot. I can't reach it! I screamed while jumping to take it in my hands and fall with it to the ground. "Careful!" Pedro shouted as he ran to get up. .-Don't worry and answer. .-Hello mom-Pedro said- Yes, I did well on the exams. While I was talking on the phone, Pedro helped me up and I felt very sorry for what had happened so I went to sit in a chair that It was on the side of the bed. It took him about 5 minutes talking to his mom and she went with me: .-How do you feel? .-Very embarrassed Pedro .-Don't worry Carmen. Does something hurt you? .- A little bit on my back and as I fell in a sitting position, well, "You can imagine that something else hurts me," I said, laughing. Pedro smiled and told me: .-Come, now it's my turn to return the favor. He takes me by the hand and leads me to the foot of the bed: .-Lie down Why Peter! I'm sorry. .-You trust me Carmen .-How do I go to bed? .-Face down. .-Are you going to give me a massage? .-Yeah. I lay down on the right edge of the bed and he sat next to me. side and when I felt his hands touch my back over the blouse, a warmth It ran through my body and I felt again how my pussy began to throb. .-Does it hurt you here? He asked, gently touching my upper back. with his two hands. .-Further down.-I answered. Pedro lowered his hands little by little until he reached me. waist to suddenly put his hands under my blouse and be able to feel his tender hands on my skin. .-Do you like Carmen? .-A lot of Peter. His hands ran gently all over my back from above. passing through the base of my breasts which made me feel more excited until where the miniskirt allowed it. Maybe he noticed my excitement because from time to time when a slight moan escaped me and my pubes involuntarily tightened against the mattress of the bed. Suddenly I felt his hands trying to run through me. blouse up to which I react by lifting my chest a little off the bed so that he could achieve it by clearly understanding the message. I noticed that his hands stopped touching me and suddenly I felt them. on my ankles, caressing them gently. To do that, Peter would have to be perched at the foot of the bed so you could surely see clearly underneath my miniskirt, plus my legs were a little separate...but I don't care. I was really enjoying that moment. His hands slowly went up until they were caressing my buttocks gently, delicately and perhaps afraid of being rejected. .-Does it hurt you here? I ask when I have his hands on my buttocks. at the same time with a very nervous voice. .-Yes a bit. He took that answer as a yes to what he wanted so much. I felt the zipper on my skirt go down and his hands They tried to take it down but since it was very small and tight I couldn't do it so I responded by lifting my buttocks a little, feeling him take it off. I couldn't believe what I was doing but I felt so Well, I didn't care at all. Pedro began to run his hands all over my body almost to the point. discovered because I still had my blouse at neck level and my thong which was not much that could cover me. His hands felt very warm and soft all over my body, how they caressed my buttocks, my back. Suddenly he grabbed me by the waist and Firmly lowering his hands, he began to take off my thong, which he I responded, lifting my butt to make the task easier for him. But say a little I scream when I suddenly feel his warm lips right in the middle of my buttocks and his soft tongue in my little hole. Although my husband had always wanted to penetrate me the ass, I never liked the idea. I felt his hands turn me over and I was on my back, vulnerable to he. I look at how my nipples were swollen from the pleasure they gave me. his caresses and buried his head between my legs to provide me with unforgettable oral sex session. It was the first time that someone other than my husband touched me. .-I caressed his head vigorously and hugged his neck with my legs I didn't want it to get away from me. I wanted to have it there forever and At that moment I felt an orgasm like I had never felt before and I released a scream of pleasure that the neighbors must have heard. I felt in heaven when suddenly there was a knock on the door. Hurriedly, laughing, we got dressed and he went to open the door. It was Hugo, a classmate from English class who had gone to pick up Pedro to study and The three of us stayed to study. Not everything fits here. It's just the beginning. The outcome is I will relate on another occasion.
