The Most Beautiful Night

My name is Lena. My husband is Takis. We have a normal sex life. Lately, however, our passion has been fading. I mentioned this to my cousin Mary, 25 years old, with a snake-like body, medium breasts, green eyes and short hair. Many times I caught myself with my pussy wet, just looking at her. She advised me to try more erotic games. I actually followed her advice, but I didn't see much of a change. A few days ago, while giving him a blowjob, I caressed his ass and pressed my finger against his little hole. Then I saw the LIGHT and we both had an incredible orgasm. Gaining courage from this result, each time I pushed my finger deeper, until one finger became two, then three. Watching an erotic video, I saw a strapon—I went crazy from lust, and at work I couldn't stop thinking about it.

Carnival season had arrived. We were going to a party. Takis dressed as a Spanish matador, I as a pirate, and Mary as a nun. We were going to sleep at Mary's countryside house. I took the strapon with me—now or never, I thought. At the dance, after drinking and getting into the mood, I pressed myself tightly against Takis, whispering dirty talk: "I'll tear you apart, my love. Today you'll be mine." I noticed the same thing happening with Mary—she was pressing herself against me, rubbing her pussy against my leg. Excited, the three of us headed home to sleep. Quickly, I found myself in bed with Takis. We started playing. I turned him onto all fours and began licking his little hole, wetting it with my saliva and pushing my tongue in as deep as I could.

Takis started moaning from pleasure. I grabbed the strapon I had hidden under the sheet and put it on, without stopping licking his hole. I lifted his hips up from behind and pushed the strapon into his hole. A loud "Ohh ohh ohh!" echoed—he tried to pull away, but I held his ass cheeks tightly, forcing it even deeper. I started fucking him hard, in and out. "I'm fucking you, you cock! You're mine! You're my slut!"

Takis, already aroused despite his initial resistance, eventually relaxed and began enjoying the sweet ride of my strapon. We didn't take long to cum together, experiencing an entirely new sexual pleasure. From the sounds echoing throughout the entire neighborhood, it was only natural that Mary heard us. She had gotten up and come to stand outside the door, watching everything. When I went to wash in the bathroom, I saw her rubbing her pussy with one hand and the other massaging her breast. "What did you do to my man?" she asked. Before I could answer, she approached me, knelt down, took the strapon in her mouth and cleaned it completely. She stood up, started sucking my mouth hungrily, caressing my breasts, then lifted one leg and slowly pushed the strapon into her own pussy. I began fucking her powerfully as she screamed, "YES! TAKE ME! I'M ALL YOURS!"

I turned her over onto her back and tore into her tight little ass. She screamed at first, but then started yelling, "RIP ME! RIP ME!" Soon she fainted, and I had to revive her. It was the most beautiful night of my life, because I'd fulfilled all my fantasies. Since then, my nights have been pure pleasure—sometimes with Takis, sometimes with Mary.