What I'm about to tell you isn't a fictional story; it happened in reality. Although my 25-year marriage was going smoothly, sexually, it was as cold as Siberia. My wife and I maintained only formal dialogue, for public consumption. In bed, we rarely had any kind of contact, such was the disinterest on both sides. Our sex life prior to this period was quite conventional. Although we had sex fairly frequently, we didn't engage in more daring practices. Oral sex was as conventional as it gets, and anal sex was out of the question. It was missionary sex with very few variations. Despite everything, I never imagined my wife would cheat on me. It didn't seem like her. She didn't display any traits of a fiery, sex-hungry woman.
Hi, my name is Fernanda, I'm 25 years old, and I'm one of those women who loves a forbidden adventure. It all started when I met Seu Jorge, a 65-year-old jerk from my neighbor's building, with gray hair, a small belly, and a mischievous look that gave me goosebumps. He was your typical old jerk, flirting shamelessly, telling dirty jokes, and looking me up and down. One night, home alone, I knocked on his door asking for sugar—a lame excuse, I know—and ended up having an unforgettable time. A jerk like him knows how to drive a young girl like me wild, and what ensued was pure lust.
Hey, my name's Sofia, I'm 27 years old, and I'm one of those people who loves a little extra adrenaline in life. Everything changed when my friends, Pedro and Laura, and I decided to turn our friendship into something more naughty. They've been married for five years, but we've always shared dirty looks and jokes. One night, after a few drinks, the conversation heated up and we turned into an unforgettable threesome. Having sex with a couple of friends was the most exciting experience of my life, full of touching, moaning, and shared pleasures that left me hooked.
On Sunday afternoon we went on a mountain hike which was in the northern part of town, there were five of us who met after lunch around five in the afternoon where the sun was setting, Carlos was a bit quiet but curious at the same time, Juan was inquisitive and wanted to know everything without thinking if it was right to say it or not, Samuel was the most thoughtful and thought everything over before doing it, Daniel was like a little rascal and he never stopped getting into trouble and bothering everyone non-stop, and I Lorenzo would eat them all up with my eyes since they were fine without thinking I would let them through the hoop one by one you know what I mean.
Clara looked at herself in the mirror once more, running her fingers over the small wrinkles that were beginning to appear on her face. At thirty-five, she was no longer the young woman she had once been, and every day her reflection reminded her of the passage of time. She had tried everything: creams, treatments, even injections that promised to rejuvenate her, but nothing restored her lost youth.
Amanda and I have been married for a little over a year. Amanda is a perfect wife; she doesn't complain about anything, she's independent, and she's very beautiful. She's 28 years old, despite looking younger, and she's very mature and confident.She has long hair, is slim, and loves to have a lot of fun in bed. I must confess that sometimes I can't keep up with her pace, as I'm almost 40 and no longer have the same sexual appetite as I did when I was younger. We're always spicing up our relationship with sex toys, movies, and having sex in public places.
What I'm going to tell you happened these days while we're doing school work to close out the semester. I have a friend who asked me if he could come over to my house to use the computer for research so he could do his work, which I kindly said yes to.
I went to Curitiba for work for five days and stayed at a hotel. On the second night, I answered my cell phone in the lobby and noticed a man sitting across from me kept staring at me. He must have been about 65 years old, had white hair, a thin goatee, and was about 5'7".