Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32
I recently had a lengthy and arousing conversation with a hot, thirty-nine-year-old, Latina, married nurse, and she asked me to write her story. This story is in her first-person voice and chronicles her transition from a religious teen, to a sexy and voluptuous married woman, who yields to her strong urges to fuck younger men with big cocks and cum loads.Maria’s StoryMy name is Maria, and my story begins in San Diego, California where I was born. My Mexican parents immigrated there with their parents as small children and became naturalized citizens before meeting and falling in love as teenagers. They were and still are strict Catholics and very religious. I was raised to believe that having sex before marriage is a sin, and the Catholic schools I attended reinforced that belief.But it’s very hard to deny the powerful forces of nature, especially when my body matured about the time I turned sixteen, just before the beginning of my junior year of high school. I’m pretty and naturally flirty, which along with my nice body, made me attractive to the boys in my class and the older seniors. The white boys were very attracted to me, and I think they liked the novelty of dating a sexy Latina with a light-olive complexion.I was five feet and four inches tall, weighed one hundred and twenty pounds in high school, and my brown hair reached the middle of my back. My breasts were firm and shapely, almost 34Cs then, and I have the nicest, full, shapely ass, a stereotype that many Latinas are admired for. My lips are also full and succulent, and I’ve always considered my lips and ass to be my best assets.My parents let me start dating when I turned sixteen, and they really liked a senior boy, Danny, since they knew him and his parents from our church. Danny was very reserved and polite on our first date, and we finally kissed on the second. He wasn’t experienced with sex either, but after experimenting we were enjoying hot and steamy, tongue-probing kisses.By our third date he was rubbing my breasts as we kissed, and he finally got my blouse and bra off one night and began sucking my breasts, as I started rubbing his cock over his pants. I became fascinated with that large, hard lump in his pants, and on our next date we had oral sex for the first time. I can still remember that night as if it happened yesterday.We were in the back seat of his car, and he was leaning across my lap from my right side, sucking my left breast. I had been rubbing his cock, and began unfastening his belt and pants, and lowering his zipper. He lifted his hips to allow me to push down his pants and underwear, and I was soon holding his rock-hard, circumcised, thick, seven-inch cock. I loved the feeling of it in my hand, and I leaned farther to the right as I began stroking it.I had already had a sex education class in high school, but it wasn’t detailed enough to describe the precum that was oozing onto his cock shaft and running down my hand. I was fascinated with his cock juices and the aroma of his musky crotch. Danny pulled his mouth off my breast and gently pressed me farther down to the right, until my face was right in front of his hard, oozing cock.He then pushed my legs to my left on the seat, as he said, “Oh shit, Maria, that feels so good with you stroking my cock. My older brother told me how a boy and girl can satisfy each another at the same time, so just stretch out here on the seat, and suck my cock as I get your skirt off.”I was a little afraid and knew that it was a big ‘no-no’ for us to fuck, but I was so turned on that I wanted to try having oral sex with him. I loved the taste of his cock juices and the feeling of his meat in my mouth. I began sucking his cock as he fumbled with my zipper, and then removed my skirt, before pushing down my panties. My pussy was very hairy back then, and it felt so good when he first tentatively tasted, and then started sucking on and pushing his tongue into my thick labia.He gripped my ass as I did his, and within only a few seconds we were sucking and slurping on one another’s genitals like we were experienced at it. I enjoyed so much the feeling of his cock in my mouth, and I hadn’t thought much about his impending ejaculation. They discussed it in Sex Ed, but that didn’t prepare me for what was coming.After sucking one another that way for what seemed like three or four minutes, Danny started thrusting his cock into my mouth, pushing me against the back of his seat, and his cock began throbbing and pulsing in my mouth, as I had my first orgasm from him sucking my pussy. Squirt after squirt of his slightly bitter cum entered my mouth, and I loved the taste and thick, creamy texture of it. I had no choice but to swallow his cum because of the way he was pressing me against the seat, and I loved it.Following that first night having oral sex, Danny and I sucked one another at every opportunity, and he kept trying to convince me to fuck him. My religious upbringing wouldn’t let me yield to that, but I really enjoyed sucking his cock, having my pussy sucked, and I especially loved eating his tasty cum. Danny finally got frustrated with me when I wouldn’t fuck him, and I started dating other boys.Danny couldn’t keep his mouth shut and word had spread about me being willing to suck cocks, and I became popular with the white boys for the remainder of my time in high school. There seemed to be a mystique for them to be having oral sex with a hot Latina chick, and I couldn’t get enough of their cocks and cum. Several of the boys have average-sized cocks, but I was starting to prefer dating the boys with the larger cocks, of anywhere from seven to nine inches long and thick.I made good grades in high school and got a partial scholarship to the UNLV School of Nursing in Las Vegas. My parents were happy that I got that opportunity, and they helped with the expenses that the scholarship didn’t cover. I started out just having oral sex with the boys I dated there, but without the constant religious influence of my parents, I soon began fucking.By that time, I was my current height and weight of five feet and five inches tall and weighing one hundred and twenty-five pounds. My breasts had also grown to a little larger than 36Cs, and my ass was even shapelier. Just as in high school, I was very popular with the white boys and must have seemed exotic to them.I started out dating one boy exclusively, but soon learned that I preferred a variety of Kurtköy Escort boys and their cocks. I never dated a boy again after I discovered he has a small cock, and most of the boys I dated somewhat regularly are hung with at least seven, thick inches, and the largest is almost ten inches. I also liked the boys with the biggest balls the mostIt was exciting for me to be fucked hard by big cocks, and I especially liked feeling their big cum loads shooting into my pussy and mouth. I dated some boys with big-cocked friends, and I loved when I could be fucked by one of them at the same time I was sucking the other, and feeling both loads of cum shooting into my body at the same time.I fucked dozens of boys, who were quickly becoming men, in college, all the way until my graduation when I was twenty-three years old. I got a bachelor’s degree in nursing, but it took more than four years since I took an additional internship and special classes to qualify as an emergency room nurse.After college I worked in an emergency room in the Las Vegas area, living in a small apartment by myself. I calmed down sexually after a couple of years, but still dated and fucked a few of the men I knew from college, as well as men that I met in bars and my apartment building. However, I never dated or fucked the doctors and other emergency room staff that I worked with. I thought that would be dangerous, and remembered an old saying, ‘don’t shit where you eat’, so I strongly discouraged the sexual advances that I was subjected to daily, at least at that hospital.It was during my time working at my first hospital when I met Peter, the love of my life, who would become my husband. I had matured somewhat by then, and was serious about my profession, so I wasn’t quite as active sexually at that time. We met at a fund-raiser sponsored by the hospital for a new pediatric wing, and he was there representing his company.Peter was born and raised in Indiana, and after graduating college with a degree in civil engineering, he worked for a large construction company in the Mid-West. He had only recently been transferred to the Las Vegas area, and drew the short straw to attend the charity event. He’s a handsome white man, standing five feet and ten inches tall and weighing about one hundred and seventy pounds. I eventually told him how active I had been sexually, and he never teased me about it our held it against me, which I appreciated.He’s much different than the other men I had been dating, in that he’s mild-mannered, less pushy, and has a quiet strength that I find refreshing after dating so many pushy pussy hounds. It was our fourth date before we even had sex the first time, and I was pleasantly surprised that he has a thick, circumcised, eight-inch cock and big balls. We are very compatible sexually, and it’s a bonus that he enjoys eating me out as much as I enjoy sucking his cock, and I really love swallowing his tasty cum.After dating and fucking white boys and men my whole life, it seemed only natural that I’d marry a white man. I was twenty-eight and he was thirty when we got married, and with both of us having good incomes, we settled down in an upscale Las Vegas suburb together. We were both very busy and successful in our careers, but still had an active sex life, fucking an average of six times a week, at least for the first several years. We made a conscious decision to not complicate our lives by having children.Moving ahead a few years, I was thirty-three and Peter was thirty-five when I got a great advancement opportunity to become an emergency room nurse manager at another hospital in the area. The coworkers at my new workplace didn’t know, at first, how I had always rejected the sexual advances of the doctors and other professionals at my previous hospital. With my good looks and flirty personality, they first treated me like I was a fresh piece of Latina pussy meat to them.My height and weight at thirty-three were about the same as when I graduated from college, and I’ve always tried to keep myself in shape. My ass was still full and shapely, and since I hadn’t had any children to breast feed, my breasts were still firm and shapely with no sag. My hair was still long, hanging to the middle of my back, and I think that added to the attractiveness and sexiness of my package. I made the decision to wear uniform-style scrubs to work, with no bra as I always had, instead of business suits like some nursing managers wear.I wanted to seem less intimidating to the nursing staff, and quite frankly find the scrubs to be more comfortable. I had my scrubs tailored just enough that my coworkers can easily distinguish my shapely ass and breasts, and I was being hit on and teased constantly by men from the start, mostly by the resident doctors. I rejected them with humor, and using my flirty personality, but many of them weren’t all that deterred. The flirting and advances seemed to ebb and flow, based on the different residents rotating through our ER, and I had never yielded to their advances by becoming intimate with any of them.More years passed, and I was almost in the same shape at thirty-seven as I had been in college, and was still being hit on, especially by the younger residents. But I was starting to feel slightly more receptive to their advances, probably because I was entering a new phase in my relationship with Peter.Peter and I were, and still are, very much in love, but our frequency of fucking had been decreasing. His libido seemed like it was declining, just as I was becoming hornier. I still love his nice, thick, eight-inch cock, but I was starting to reminisce about and miss the hard and frequent fucking I was getting from the younger men back in college and afterwards, before I met Peter. He had never been that jealous, even when I told him about the men hitting on me at work, and I was thinking about the possibility of yielding to their advances, especially after I overheard them talking about me.My office is down an out-of-the-way side hallway next to the resident doctors’ on-call room. The on-call room has a shower and two single beds, as well as two desks and chairs and a couch. Our shared wall has return air ducts in the same location on both sides, and that allows me to clearly hear what they’re saying, anytime they’re talking above a normal volume.The emergency room had just hired a first-year resident, named Luke, Kurtköy Escort Bayan who was twenty-six years old, and he was on shift with a second-year resident, named Ben. I overheard those two doctors talking about me for the first time, soon after my thirty-seventh birthday. I was heading back to my office after being out on the ER floor just as Luke and Ben passed me going to the on-call room.Luke ‘accidently’ brushed against me as he passed, as he had done several times previously, and said, “Sorry, ma’am, I guess I was in a bit of a hurry.”They were in their room for less than a minute or so when I heard Luke excitedly say, “Damn, Ben, did you see the ass on Maria today? She’s one hot, little Latina, and the way she’s so flirty sometimes, almost makes me think I’d have a chance to fuck her. I know she’s probably in her mid-to-late thirties, but, man, what a nice ass, firm tits, and succulent lips. I sure wish I could slip my big cock into that sweet pussy of hers.”Ben laughed and said, “Well, keep wishing, Luke, because I don’t think she puts out. I talked to a friend of mine who works at the hospital she transferred from to come here a few years ago, and apparently no one had any luck getting into her pants, or even a kiss, after many years trying. I’ve heard that she’s happily married, and even for the five years she’s been here, she’s never been receptive to any of the many guys hitting on her, despite the way she’s such a tease and so flirty sometimes.”Luke must have been feeling a little cocky when he replied, “Yeah, well, I’m really horny for her, and sure that none of them tried hard enough. I’m sure she’d be receptive to my big cock, with the right approach.”Ben replied, “My friend told me that some of the residents found opportunities to press their soft cocks up against her and even pull their scrubs tight to ‘accidently’ show her their big cock lumps, but she never took any of them up on it. So, if you’re that horny, you best take care of it in the shower.”My pussy was wet, and I felt flushed all over with lust after hearing them talk about me that way, and I knew that I could never look at them the same again after hearing that. And the devilish side of me was thinking that I’d have to stick my ass and tits out just a little farther, when I flirted with them from then on.I could hardly wait to tell Peter what those men said, and even though I had told him about other times when men flirted and hit on me at work, I had never heard anything so explicit. After dinner, he got into bed first, and then I took off all my clothes and leaned against him, with my breasts pressed against his lower chest, and my wet pussy on his thigh.He leaned down to kiss me and asked, “Oh my, honey, what’s gotten you so hot and wet tonight?”I reached into his underwear and stroked his cock as I told him everything Luke and Ben said about me. Then I pushed down his underwear, rolled on top of him, and slid down, impaling my wet pussy on his hard cock. We kissed as I rode his cock for a few minutes, until we both had huge orgasms.We were still joined, with me on top of him and in the afterglow of our orgasms, as he slowly stroked my pussy with his softening cock, and said, “You’ve told me about your coworkers hitting on you in the past, but you’ve never gotten this excited about it. What’s different this time, honey, that has you so horny?”I kissed him again and replied, “I’ve been used to boys and men hitting on me since high school, but this was different. I overheard them talking about my body and wanting to fuck me in very explicit terms, and I also liked hearing Luke talk about his big cock. We haven’t been as sexually active in the past couple of years, and I guess I got horny hearing them talk about me like I’m a piece of fuck meat.”Peter looked a little concerned and asked, “What does all this mean? Were or are you thinking of fucking those men?”I slipped off his slimy, deflated cock and leaned down to suck it clean, before answering him in a way that let him know that I was hesitantly thinking about it. I said, “I told you about the experiences I had with other men before we met, and I don’t know, hearing Luke talk so aggressively about what he wants to do with me, and then mentioning his big cock, I uh, I just got so turned on. But I don’t think I could ever do anything like that, at least, uh, uh, not without your blessing.”Peter let the conversation drop after that, but as time went on, I made it a point to tell him about all the other conversations and instances of flirting I was still experiencing at work. It was evident that he was starting to enjoy hearing about them, and he never challenged me about my mindset regarding them. It was about that time that I started going to porn sites, for the first time in my life.I was still thinking about the possibility of fucking those other men, and I searched several porn story sites until I found Lush Stories, which has good cuckold stories. It was arousing reading about married women fucking other, well-hung men, often with their husbands’ blessings. I even chatted online with some of the members and authors on the site, trying to gain a better understanding of the psychological aspects of married women cuckolding their husbands.It was very educational reading the cuckold stories and chatting with others about them. One author was willing to have long private message conversations with me about my growing lust and desire to cuckold my husband, giving me insights into how others approach cuckolding. He was also complimentary of and excited by the nude photos on my Lush profile, and even admitted to stroking his dick when looking at them.I learned that even though husbands are usually the ones to try to convince their wives to cuckold them, there are also many horny ladies with high libidos, like me, who initiate it, or at least start talking about it. And one way either spouse can introduce their partner to the concept of cuckolding is by getting them to read stories with them, which often leads to fantasizing together about other men fucking the wife.I kept describing to Peter, in ever-increasing detail, how the men at work, and especially the residents, were talking about and hitting on me, and I noticed that he was becoming more aroused hearing about it. That’s when I decided it was time to let him know that I had been reading cuckold stories, and that I was turned Escort Kurtköy on by them.One night we had just finished fucking, and were lying in bed cuddling, when I said, “I’ve been feeling guilty about something, honey, and I hope you won’t be mad when I tell you about it.”I was surprised at his state of mind, and found it curious that he wasn’t more upset, when he interrupted me before I could tell him the rest, and said, “Oh fuck, Maria, you’re not going to tell me that you fucked one of those young doctors, are you? I know how much they’re always hitting on you, and you always seem to be so turned on when you tell me about it.”I leaned up to kiss him, and then laughed, before answering, “My goodness, no, honey, I haven’t fucked anyone but you since we started dating. I just wanted to let you know that I’ve been reading some cuckold porn stories on the internet and was wondering if you might like to read some of them with me. They’re very arousing to me.”Peter looked confused and asked, “What are you doing reading that shit, and what the fuck are cuckold stories?”It felt strange to be educating my husband, but I answered, “Well, it’s hard to explain, but I get really turned on reading those stories. The simple definition of a cuckold is a man with an unfaithful wife. But the cuckold stories expand that concept to husbands who willingly encourage their wives to fuck other men, and even become involved in different ways. They become aroused yielding their wives to sometimes younger, well-hung men.”He thought for a few seconds, and looked mildly irritated when he asked, “Well why does reading about that turn you on so much? Is that what you want us to do? Is that why you’ve been telling me about all the times those horny fucking doctors hit on you?”I thought it was too soon to explicitly admit that I did want to cuckold him, so I tried to keep it a little vague, and fibbed by responding, “It’s hard for me to explain, honey, but those stories do arouse me. I’m not seriously thinking about fucking other men, but it might be fun for us to at least fantasize about it. We’re not fucking as much as we used to, and sometimes I think about the men I fucked before we met. I was hoping that you might be willing to read some of the stories with me, especially after seeing how you seem to be aroused when I tell you about those men hitting on me.”It was clear that he wasn’t totally comfortable with my response, when he answered, “Where have you been reading that shit anyway? I’ve never seen you reading it at home.”I replied, “Well, I have been doing some reading at work when things are slow, but I’ve also been able to read at home a few times, when you come home late or are out for a while. I’m just tired of hiding it from you and was hoping that we might be able to enjoy those stories together.”It was getting late by then, and just before we moved apart to go to sleep, he said, “Okay, honey, if it means that much to you, I guess I’ll give it a try. But I want to read a little of it on my own, before we try reading together. I need to understand a little more about it. Just write down the name of that site, and I’ll give it a look when I get a chance.”We didn’t discuss him reading the cuckold stories for the next few weeks, but he was spending several hours a night alone in his home office reading them. I walked in on him many times, and at first, he’d just be rubbing his cock over his shorts, but later he had his cock out and stroking it.I finally decided to get him to talk about it, when after the third week, I walked in on him just as he was ejaculating onto his stomach. I got on my knees between his legs and licked the cum off his stomach, before taking his spent cock in my mouth and sucking it until it was clean and hardening.We went to bed immediately after that, and I began stroking his cock as I said, “Wow, honey, it sure seems like those stories have been very arousing to you. Tell me what you’re thinking about the whole idea of cuckolding now.”Peter’s face was reddening when he replied, “This is kind of embarrassing for me, Maria, but I couldn’t help envisioning us as the cuckold couple in those stories. I’m having a hard time coming to grips with my feelings about it.”“I’ve never been overly jealous about your previous love life, even after you told me about how sexually active you’d been before I met you. And with all the men hitting on you at work, I must admit that even turned me on a little, knowing how much other men desire you. But I never envisioned you fucking other men, at least not until reading those stories.”It was encouraging to me that those stories had such a great impact on his psyche, but I still didn’t understand what that meant for our relationship and didn’t want to spook him by pressing him too hard on the idea of cuckolding him for real.I tried to leave it an open question, by saying, “Wow, honey, I’m happy that you found those stories to be stimulating. But, what, uh, does that mean for us going forward? Are you thinking that, you know, that we would, uh…, you know, uh, do anything like that?”Peter answered in a much more subdued way than ever, saying, “I don’t know, honey. Part of me could never agree to the idea of you fucking other men, but then after reading those stories, I’m thinking that it could be very arousing for me, and of course you’d certainly enjoy it. You mentioned before that some couples begin by fantasizing about it, and I’m thinking that we could at least try that. Would you want to do that, and if so, who would we include in our fantasies?”I was hoping that he was sincere, and not trying to test me or trap me into admitting something or revealing my strong desires to cuckold him. I decided that I would try to finish what I had started by bringing up the cuckolding issue in the first place. The residents, Luke and Ben, are the men I most often mentioned as hitting on me, but there are others as well, such as the older attending physician, radiologist, and the emergency room administrator.So, I replied, “Well, if you’d really like to try fantasizing about it, then I guess that Luke and Ben would be the most obvious men to include in our fantasies. They hit on me the most, and I hear them talking about me all the time.”We had great sex that night, first having oral sex until Peter recovered from his earlier ejaculation. Then we fantasized about Luke cornering me in the break room and taking me to the on-call room with him to fuck. I had to use my imagination to describe what his cock and balls are like, and it got us both turned on enough to have huge orgasms. Peter even ate me out after we fucked, as I sucked his cock clean, which was the first time he had ever eaten his own cum out of me.
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32
