The fucked for the liberation

Had long left behind with Tamara Sandra. It was a friend who had recently met and with whom I could bare my soul to the absolute limits. She could tell him the things I was not able to tell, or my wife, or my closest friends. Did I like? Yes I had an affair with her? No. As much as my imagination could baste sex scenes together, my conscience and my sense of responsibility did not allow me to skate least. And good it was, I cared more for his friendship for sex.

The relationship with Sandra had been doing water too long. Too often I encountered with a new Chinese girl who stayed in the shoe and that was piled with all that after several years of marriage, had been accumulating. It was not bad, quite the opposite. But time was separating our ways and although we lived in a semblance of normalcy, just had to do "chas" to bare the harsh reality that consumed us. And it was not able to do that chas ...

With the arrival of summer and good weather I entered the urge to walk on the beach. With Sandra was impossible because he worked a thousand hours on weekdays and on arrival the weekend, I always found an excuse not to start I nodded to not feel guilty. I was drowning. He lived his pace and was letting out my life in order not to hinder his. Tamara was why she was my escape.

We had arranged to go together to the beach and picked it up at nine in the morning. Sandra had told him he was going to take the day throwing a hand Perez, a friend who is devoted to electricity and calling me from time to time to take me with him to pawn. So, after picking, we went to the bus passes for "my beach" and, after a journey of twenty minutes, got off at the nearest stop.

I was nervous and excited. When we planned to spend the day at the beach together I mentioned that practiced nudity and did not care. She is topless usual bare skin so the factor was not an impediment to either. But, of course, is not the same nude Tamara imagine it as neither is the same figure who sees me naked really see me. And if we consider that Tamara is very good and my erection would be irremediable, it is logical that he had tingling through my body in all directions.

The beach cove is a game in two by a rocky outcrop at the foot of a mountain and went to the bottom to plant the umbrella and towels. It is the beach that I usually just go with Sandra, with her, we never go that far. Closer to the road up to the platform where the going by car, leave them parked and perfectly controlled from the shore. Hobbies to which I have never opposed because, after all, are inconsequential.

When the time came undress me die of shame at the same time made me very, very big stick. I know Tamara noticed me. She knew also physically attracted me at one time or another we had spoken during our clandestine cafes, but it was an issue that both had perfectly controlled and, a priori, should not be a problem because he had never been. So when I finished and saw me naked tail hard as a rock he was not surprised and neither made any comment. Then she who finished removing clothes to keep a tiny gaudy orange thong was almost like not wearing anything was. Had the ass so round, and well planted as he had always imagined his pants and chest as impressive as it is also guessed on their shirts. Although there was a detail that caught my attention; had the erect nipples. And as cold did nothing, they were a sign of one thing: she also got a bit excited.

We allow ourselves to each other untarnos solar protector. Factly my hands roamed her skin and then she did the same with me. He had dreamed of this moment a thousand times. Her soft, very soft skin, and it was soft. Tamara was a girl but shapely curves gym. His muscles were there, but they were not hard. They were much more pleasant and appealing.

The magreo served to release sexual tension, at least to me because she asked if I did not feel it. It was not an issue as well to comment, scathing and apropos. Finally, after being properly protected against sunlight and stress expelled, face up lounged on towels to enjoy the beach that morning we had promised.

He kept looking at her askance. I did not want to spend another second without enjoying those wonderful curves that defined her silhouette. He even chased me on a couple of occasions hypnotized on her tits.

-The Spend looking at them both, 'he said of the time looking at the sky without moving the eyes that hid under his sunglasses.

It's which are spectacular, child ... they are the ones to blame for that no man gets to see your precious interior. They are unable to see beyond your cleavage.

'In that you're right.

-¡Hostia!

'What? Startled said turning his head to look up my look.

Sandra replied, gesturing with his head pointing to the road, at the other end of the beach.

-What Say ?! And also looked at the way -¿Aquella is Sandra? Are you sure?

'And so sure! Fuck! We have a problem ... Conceals ...

What the hell did Sandra at the beach on a weekday? And who came? I stood in the towel, barricaded behind the body of Tamara and watching my wife's footsteps. If there was not new, it is likely that Sandra and her partner to stay there at the bottom, near the road and away from where we were enough to us that she could not recognize me if I said to look here. I was not wrong. As soon as they stepped off the road and the beach almost immediately went to the bank and left the bags where usually we get when we come together and her. I turned around and I was face down because I was screwing the neck from looking askance and continued spying to see what happened. Tamara, meanwhile, absorbed their role parapet and remained lying on her back sunbathing as if she was not history but also watching the corner of my eye what was happening a hundred or so yards away, on the other end of the beach.

After leaving the bags and spread the towels, Sandra and her friend took off their clothes and stayed in bikini. They sat, burst sunscreen and then lay down like us. Within how tense was the situation I got some calm breathing because, obviously, it was clear that I had not discovered.

Fuck! Now I can not get up to give me a bath because I protested, as do I Fixed Hunting. I was going to get to stay here lying like an asshole until they say to go.

There's a way to refresh Tamara 'I said. Do not move.

-What Doing ?!

He did not answer. She got out of her towel and went into the water but I could not see it. He was lying face down, with the head facing the mountain and could not move. I turned a little giving back to my wife and, just barely, I could see how Tamara got into the water and, after taking a dip, and came out again approached. Then she stood above me, leaving me between her legs, mane and squeezed so that water falling on my back. Only half could see his silhouette against the light while the cold drops that fell from her hair as much as I refreshed me excited. That situation was bizarre and dangerous, almost cruel in turn would say, but appreciated greatly because I was relieved solar chicharrera although supusiera me a resounding egg pain and pressure on my cock, under the gut, was pressed against towel.

I 'Another remojoncillo?

I do not know why I asked because it gave me the chance to respond. Tamara went back into the water and repeated the process in charge of the water well refresh my legs, ass and back. Then she lay back on her towel but, this time, mouth also put down folding his arms under her chin.

Not have looked for are here, 'he said to his ball ...

Well yes ... But this can blow up at any time ...

And finally jumped. But not the way I feared it, however, something happened that I could ever imagine.

It had been several minutes since Tamara had come to lie on the towel which had been unable to stop watching my wife. This was not the plan beach I had imagined and I felt guilty because I felt that he was fucking morning my friend. Tamara, meanwhile, said nothing, and as I also watched what they did my wife and her friend.

-¿Lo I have done more times? 'He asked.

-¿el What?

-Venirse Beach behind you.

'I do not know what to think I said. It makes no sense that come with a friend and do not tell me. I said that it would be normal, wanting to come, I would have said and we had been all three.

We being in the conversation watched her friend join and take off the bikini top. Then Sandra stood up and did the same. That surprised me because my wife was not used to completely remove the clip but, at most, I unbuttoned when he was lying face down. To remove it was something entirely new.

'Did he's taking? -It was clear that yes, I could not help but ask me aloud.

But the friend went further and also removed the panties, leaving himself completely naked. I could not stop looking, that made no sense. Who was this girl? What had he done to get Sandra did something he never did when he came with me to the beach, such as staying topless, just like that? And then I ran into the unpleasant explanation.

-¡¿Se Are eating mouth ?! I -volví to wonder aloud totally misplaced.

You're absolutely pint ...

They were eating the mouth! To my surprise, I was in the act of finding out about my wife made me horns and besides, it was with an aunt.

-¡La Mother who bore!

Tamara took my hand as we continued watching that nonsense. I knew what I was doing a lot of damage and it was his way to comfort and show your support. For many cafes had heard me tell him that I felt guilty because I was not able to shuffle my marriage conditions and, at the time, was living with me most of my disappointments.

Now we know why I had not said anything ...

We sat in silence while looking at them. My head was a nest of snakes that did nothing but poison and anger, frustration and disbelief mingled resulting most twisted thoughts that the human mind can imagine. Sandra was hitting me ... I did not care to go with an aunt, knew his bisexual tendencies, and even that was served to ease my suffering to not hurt my male pride. Sandra had not changed a cock on the other, but ultimately, I was lying and whoever it was that hurt the other person.

Crowding -¿Le hand ...?

Neither I finished myself that question because it was obvious yes. After being presented with one good bite, Sandra and her friend had gone to lie face up and had begun to create strokes. He saw the hand of my wife's tits fingering her friend and her friend, straining the fingers under the panties.

Now come.

Tamara got up from her towel and stepped into the water. I did not see, but heard. I thought I would do before and that water would kick me in the back but starting to take longer than expected. I looked in the water as he had done before but did not see. So I turned to the other side primed and I found her walking along the shore away towards the other end of the beach.

-¡¿Pero What makes ?! I, I thought.

He continued his walk not caring that the other guys had on the beach will scan as she went. Not many, a group of three friends about twenty yards from where we were we and another couple just beyond. That beach used to be very quiet on weekdays.

Tamara came to where he was with his friend Sandra and kept going a few more feet, just to where the mountains falling on the sea and closed the cove. There he went back into the water, splashing was a few minutes and then came out to walk the walk in reverse. My wife and her friend followed her with his eyes a few times. As he passed them on the way and make it back to back. He approached them, he asked a cigar "with tó her pussy" and turned away from them like that. They were looking for a few meters and when Tamara reached the next couple stopped to watch her back her things. I, on the other hand, not that I took his eyes off and seeing almost naked walk on the beach and in the shadow of the betrayal of my wife fixed in thought, did nothing to find arguments to sleep with her. Tamara wanted to fuck, I deserved it. There were no impairments because my conscience and my sense of responsibility had raised the bar as I found the cake my wife.

But it's not something that depends only on TI I said aloud. She also has something to say ...

Tamara went on the ride which lasted cigar and a few meters before getting back to my height, gave him the last puff, crouched against the stones to turn it off, threw it to the trash we had almost next door and turned to get into the water before returning to the towel. I guessed his intentions. He wanted to divert attention from Sandra if they were watching before lying to me again. If the saw go in the water, smoking would not be justification to watch her because she was not and a woman in the water would simply be a woman in the water.

When he came out of the bathroom and freshen hair slipping back on me and then lay back down upside down on your towel.

-Why're Gone ?! I was going to leave the heart through the mouth of the nerves.

I wanted to check closely the degree of complicity of the two. By the way, did not you tell me that Sandra was so pretty.

Yes it is I lamentándome- I agreed. I was very lucky.

'The other is called Noah, Have you heard anything?

-¿Noe? 'I was just a pensive second. I think so. It's a co-worker.

Well co-worker has made your wife soak the bikini. I have seen in the brief siege.

I could not believe. Sandra never had allowed me pastelear with her when we went to the beach. If he tried to tickle intimate areas, either breast or pussy, protesting and I almost looked daggers in the eyes. The situation was beating me and I were entering a mad desire to go to the beach not to continue to witness that.

I reached out to catch the mobile backpack.

What are you doing?

Do you mind if we leave? He shook his head. He understood that the situation was not pleasant for me. I'll try to make it go. We can not leave here while still lying there.

I opened the IM and I sent a message to Sandra.

Hello heart. How about you take the morning?

The were still watching, waiting for him to take the phone to respond. If there was something that Sandra could not control was his addiction Smartphone.

-Agobiada Began to respond. This morning is the office fuming. How you going?

-tecleé- -passing Much heat. And above, we will now make a Chapu to an apartment next door to our beach, we have been a while ago to see what it takes, and do not see what I was going to fuck be peeling wires instead of be giving me a swim. See if I'll feel like beach I have seen a yellow beetle Sandra-the car parked on the embankment and I thought it was us-and finished my sentence with emoticons of crying with laughter.

Well no, not us answered after seeing how he said something to Noe. But it is true that going and playing. See if deslía some things at work and started going. I'm straw-colored and reflective. Will you come to lunch?

I do not think. We are already in the box to pay for materials and so told me Perez, let's take Flip in the house that until we finish that, hopefully, will be for the five or so.

'I'm going to eat then my sister, do you mind?

Not at all. Give my regards.

'What are you going to eat you?

-And I'll do something when I get home. Do not worry.

And with the relevant smiley, we ended the conversation by sending kisses and several broods.

My plan took effect and, as Sandra made mobile, came back on top of bikini and urged his friend to leave the beach. Collected our gear, climbed the embankment along the way where was the car and left.

Well ... you know, now that you are gone, I have removed the urge to go? Finally I can take a bath. Do you sign?

We got towels and got into the water. With the stress of the moment the cock I had collapsed and inert penduleaba between my legs. I took a dip and, emerging from under water, Tamara jumped on me to get an ahogadilla and supporting his hands on my shoulders to sink, tits slammed me in the face. To back out and collect myself, I took it from ass to tighten it against me and surrounded me with his legs. He turned his erection and, as you'd imagine, felt perfectly against her mons.

-Vuelves To be in good spirits slightly she said looking down at my package.

I relaxed arms to be separated from me if I wanted to, but, on the contrary, pressed his legs to keep moving and keep close to me. What I did was drop his arms and dropped back into the water. I held her by the waist and I recreated those sculptural looking breasts that I loved so much tempted to tighten against me to stick my sex against his. Me I held barely.

What do you think? He said as he turned and reincorporated to surround his arms around her shoulders. Because I go to do something with it say, right?

Well the truth is I do not know I started to responderle-. It is clear that we have to talk about it but do not know what can I say how or with what intentions ...

'Have'll leave? I shrugged. Check the dust of your life and then send it to take the ass. What he finds out what has just lost.

'The dust of my life would be the cast, I thought you were still silent as hugging and tight in the water.

Must be my eyes that conveyed my thought themselves somehow because in that moment of silence, Tamara smiled looking into my eyes.

You're worth a lot.Much more than her! He said to then finish the sentence giving me a peak.

He uncrossed my legs back and released. One capuzón and he emerged from the water. I followed her and came back to throw ourselves in the towels. Much more relaxed, continue the talk by reviewing the good and bad things that Sandra and I had in our years together and theorizing about what would happen after that time. We assumed that my wife would not go to lunch with her sister, that was an excuse to end somewhere, probably at the home of Noe, which had not let them do at the beach and that was the fuel that ignited my anger and my frustration.What horns, oh boy, what the hell!

While we were chatting I was aware of the sexual tension that was building up because the eggs began to ache as I had never before hurt. View Tamara practically naked talking about sex, especially when the plot of the talk was my wife's infidelity, I caused a mad desire to lose his temper and pounce on it to get laid. Besides, she quite often down the sight of my erect package, also helped me a lot to get me the idea of the head. Still I refrained. I knew at that moment was not thinking clearly and could make the biggest mistake of my life if pulling the cane. Tamara liked me because I could undress her heart with confidence and although we were also naked bodies, if misinterpreted signals could ruin everything.

We remained on the beach until pressed hunger. So we decided to collect junk and return to the city to take a beer somewhere. After the cane wine and coffee, first thing in the afternoon, I left at home and I went to mine with a single idea in mind: to Sandra last throw dust as if no tomorrow. Which would not be very difficult under the heater I had on me.

Sandra came home with the same rictus everyday. If it was not because I knew what I knew, it had not been able to notice you one iota in the face of deceit.Namely then how long could take pegándomela!

'How was your day? 'He asked.

What I said ... The same routine every day ...

After lying to us like we believed our lies, Sandra said she was going to get in the shower and there found the beginning of our last dust. I waited for her to undress and get into the bathroom and when I heard the water running, I took off my clothes and got into the shower with her. Soaping the body was the excuse to start and get their hands before enlighten us as we were leaving the mouth and was kissing and dripping with pleasure.

My head did nothing but build lesbian sex scenes between Sandra Noe and while we fucked and untied me. I fucked her over the sink, against the wall, on the kitchen counter, I threw myself on the sofa and he ate pussy reveling in every groan, looking her spasms to influence the movements of language most the shoot. I encouraged him anus, I stuck two fingers in the ass and made her scream in ecstasy. She writhed with pleasure and I was only able to imagine screaming in the middle of the beach, with Noe between her legs, frolicking like possessed with the same abandon with which he enjoyed on the couch. It made me horny to imagine another woman and know that she did, that fucked with another, gave wings to my imagination. He dilated pussy as rarely had, entered her, then went in search of a vibrator and also got. He gave ass while holding the toy in her vagina and when I could not anymore and I went for a run, he turned around and dropped the lefazo him in the face.Holy cow that piece of ejaculation! I smeared face, tits, belly and even was lost to put a couple of cushions before fall asleep on the couch.

She came three times during the powder, which was not usual. So yeah, that was a spectacular dust, just what I wanted.

I love you whispered between gasps.

-Ya ... So you sleep with Noe I replied.

Changed the face and the gesture set, made it clear that yes he fucked her. He had no time or strength to try to hide and when I realized that I had confirmed guilt made him press his lips to try to give the first excuse. Said silly and then another and then another. I was so exhausted I was not able to think coolly, to invent something fairly compelling and ultimately a victim of his own ego wounded wolf, eventually provoking discussion.

This desperate move was the death knell of our relationship. He lunged at me harshly, throwing her face fattened on lies and blaming all. And then I realized that I did not deserve, that this anger was breaking so many dishes that I had no choice and no reverse gear. That it was over.

I let her squeal and feet stomping, which was poisoned with bitterness and continue talking nonsense. The more he said, was aware of his true character. I was not surprised. After so many years together better than she knew, and if we had not broken before, it was because a value fidelity was egoism still up for practicing. I had become accustomed to manage their attacks and return it docile before he lost the papers. But not worth it. Even after catch her in the act was able to budge or show the slightest hint of regret. Tamara was right, I was worth more than her.

Then came the tears, when it was too late when he realized what was going to happen next was what would happen. I took the floor, I took a deep breath and I explained the harsh reality without lash out. In a mild way, with a good sense that surprised even me, I moved my feelings and grief. I did not blame her at all, but I was adamant in my decision and finally told him I was leaving.

-now we have a cool head to talk to serenity 'I said. But there will come a day when, if you want, we can close this wound a more civilized way. When you walk out that door you will begin to understand and, ultimately, to give me the reason. Leave is the best thing to happen to us.

After getting dressed and leaving the house, when I could no longer see or hear me, I broke to mourn as a small child. It was a lot of tension that had accumulated and had to go somewhere besides, obviously, the situation was a tragedy that justified my tears and not repressed. I went to the car park, took the car and went to drink alone to drown sorrows. Then after five drinks, I finally picked up the phone to send a message to Tamara.

'It's been. We have broken.

He answered almost immediately. She insisted that I go get it, I wanted to be with me at that time but I did not. He still did not have a cool head and preferred solitude was my companion in the early hours. Only my mind and I could consistently reach an agreement and any external interference, however well intentioned that had, could hurt me. Besides, if he saw Tamara, still running the immense danger of wanting to fuck her on the rebound and that was an option that did not fit at the time. So, after an hour of messages and two more drinks, I convinced her not to insist and we arranged to meet the next morning, we would go back to the beach.

I slept in a boarding house in which people are screwed because I had listened paper walls. The moans of the girl in the next room did not help me to relax. He was so obsessed with the break up I thought it was my wife screaming to the other side of the wall but then when again became sensible middle, I realized that Sandra and screaming or not that was his voice. But it did not matter ... Also I imagined fucking naked Noe in those rooms and dens again plunge into a spiral of poison, rage and frustration that depressed me but also kept me hard cock. Mental exhaustion at the end and beat me with his cock in hand, I fell asleep on the bed unmade.

I woke up just piecing that I had fallen asleep. Before falling asleep I had opened the window of the room and the light from the atrium of me out of my dreams. Tamara was my first thought in the morning and then Sandra. Which is not passed unnoticed and I knew it meant something.

-Day One ... I said to myself out loud.

I remoloneé in bed for a while before starting the day. There was still a good time to go pick up Tamara and besides, I'm the quiet waking. But the cries of the girl in the next room made me faster espabilarme account.

'Another time you are fucking?

I came to mind fantasy out of my room naked and go touch the door to the next with the excuse to say something about their inexhaustible sexual appetite and what I got was me want to pelármela. Then I figured scenes of a threesome, two men giving a woman tow faceless, in my fantasy, as was a friend, it was my wife who was Tamara that ... Anyway ... That made myself comfortable on the bed and I casqué good straw.

Then I took a shower and that did not get off me. It was not constantly erect but at least morcillona stayed. In my mind it was repeated again and again the scene of my wife with Noah on the beach and the fantasies that had built later and intermingled with moments of excitement he had with Tamara, with their perfect curves in the rays of sun, with that tiny bright orange thong and upturned ass ... I did not understand why I had so fired the sexual appetite and I assumed it was because of the feeling to feel free again I was experiencing. It was like an insatiable teenager and I was recently cascarme another straw in the shower but it was not, water espabiló me and although horny, I started thinking with the head that has a brain to control my animal emotions and provide them with rationality.