Aquiles... a curious straight. Gonzalo Narvreón
such a reaction, he had only answered Marina's question, and in any case, he was only interested in continuing with his branch and talk about children.
“Stop it, love, let me breathe,” said Aquiles, trying to separate his mouth from Marina's, and continued saying, “I have to get up; friends are waiting for me to play.
“I want to play too... let's play for a while,” replied Marina, who, without giving him a chance to escape, began to descend with her tongue running along Aquiles' hairy chest, reaching his navel, his pelvis, and his flaccid dick, still was covered by dry fluids. She could perceive the characteristic aroma of the semen and her own nectar. She felt excited, as she had rarely been.
Aquiles tried to escape and wanted to get up, but Marina did not let him.
“Love, really... tonight we’ll do it,” Aquiles insisted.
Marina had no intention of stopping and began to lick his scrotum, knowing that it was one of Aquiles' greatest weaknesses.
“You're a son of a bitch,” said Aquiles, turning himself over to the nymphomaniac his wife seemed to have become.
“Make me a son,” said Marina, knowing that it would not be possible because she had an IUD and had to see her gynecologist, so have it removed.
Marina began to suck him, making Aquiles' dick turn completely erect and rigid.
As she had done in the morning, but directly, she sat on Aquiles, took his dick, inserted it into her vagina while she held her breasts with both hands, and concentrated on her own pleasure.
Aquiles was surrendered and felt subdued like never. Marina had taken the initiative and was determined to satisfy her desires, no matter how, or anything else than her own pleasure.
She began to move with a constant up and down, which became more and more intense.
Despite his tiredness, Marina's words, “Make me a son...” excited Aquiles. Notwithstanding the previous sessions, he felt that his penis was erect and that he was responding to his wife's desires, but he didn't plan to make an effort to move; he just didn't have the energy to do it. Marina started to moan and to get out of control. Suddenly, an orgasm invaded her and made her scream. Aquiles felt the vaginal muscles' contractions squeezing his dick and perceived the state of extreme lubrication of Marina's vagina.
He concentrated on his orgasm and on ejaculating.
Aquiles felt that he no longer had control and that his sperm had begun the glans journey.
He emitted a cut-off groan, arched his back, and, sinking his head into the pillow, felt his semen begin to flow. Definitely, it wasn't the best orgasm of his life, but it was pleasant.
“My love,” exclaimed Marina, who, without letting Aquiles finish, stood up and went with her mouth searching for the erect and wet dick of her male. Aquiles felt faint with pleasure and perceived that he was ejaculating a new spurt of semen, which Marina tasted as if it were ice cream. She continued to suck on it until she was sure there was nothing left to take out.
Aquiles began to feel spasms that made him tremble. His glans was very sensitive, and it was the fourth ejaculation experienced in less than twenty-four hours, two on Friday and one just a few hours ago, plus the recent one.
“Enough love, I've had it, and I've to go,” Aquiles said, in a pleading tone.
Marina stood over him again and took in both hands Aquiles' face; she brought her mouth close to his, and in a very lustful way, let a mixture of saliva and semen start to fall. Aquiles tried to dodge the flow of fluids, but he couldn't do it.
Although it was not a common practice, on some occasions, with Marina's mouth full of semen, they exchanged white kisses; even after he had ejaculated into her, Aquiles had cleaned with his tongue Marinas’ vagina.
Marina continued what she had started, giving him a deep kiss, making Aquiles swallow his own semen, and as if nothing had happened, she stood up.
“Now you can go and play football with your friends,” she said, with a smile drew on her face, and getting up to go to the bathroom.
Aquiles stood up, walked past Marina, and touching her buttocks, said:
“You're a very, very whore...” and without giving her time to respond, he went on his way to the bathroom to take a shower and take off the smell of sex impregnated over his entire body.
Chapter 3
Football afternoon
Aquiles took a quick and remedial shower, knotted a bath towel around his waist, and went to the dressing room to get some clothes.
He chose sports tights and white shorts, the football shirt he wore with his team, socks, boots, shin guards, a light hoodie, and prepared his sports bag with some extra sportswear and underwear, in case he decided to take a shower in the dressing room after the game.
The courts were not far from his house, so he still had time to arrive on time.
Aquiles saw Marina go into the bathroom and get under the shower. He said goodbye and went to the kitchen to get from the fridge a couple of bottles of isotonic drink, which were put in his bag. Took his car keys, wallet and left to meet his friends.
It was a splendid spring afternoon, with no wind and a clear sky.
Aquiles drove along, enjoying the day, parked his car inside the sports complex, and joined the group that was already inside the court.
They played for an hour and a half, some goals, some friction, and quite a few jokes on each other. The group met just to have a fun time, without the unmeasured urge to win, so it used to be a fun time of encounter, which they used as an excuse to get together.
The game ended, they said goodbye, and Aquiles stayed for a drink with Félix, Adrián, and Marcos, his three childhood friends.
“I'm exhausted,” said Aquiles.
“Come on... you didn't run so much today,” commented Félix.
“I think something else is shattering him; look at his gaunt face,” said Adrián.
The four of them laughed.
“Go on, tell us,” said Marcos.
Smiling and with a shame gesture drawn on his face, Aquiles, feeling shielded by the confidence they had each other and knowing they had always had told everything (or almost everything,) began to narrate in detail the sex sessions he had had with Marina from Friday night, until what had happened such a few hours ago.
“Phew, buddy... your wife is consuming you,” said Adrián, laughing.
“You're having a great time, lucky you... Because birth quarantine, I haven't fucked in thirty days, just spanking the monkey in the shower,” commented Félix.
“Look as you get hard,” said Marcos, turning to Félix, who was sitting with both legs open, letting see his lump and erected dick noticeably marked under his shorts.
At Marcos’ comment, Aquiles could not help but stare at his friend's crotch. He had never paid attention to that kind of thing before.
“And what do you want! I haven't fucked for a month, and Aquiles is counting in detail the sex sessions he has with Marina... in less than 24 hours, he got four ejaculations as if he were a teenager; enviable,” said Félix.
“It's true, I can cum four times a month, and if I'm lucky,” said Marcos, laughing.
“Hey, are you going to take a shower here? I'm very sweaty, and I don't want to get in the car like this,” said Adrián.
“I'm going home fast; Sofi is alone with the kids and the baby... Besides, I'm not going to get naked in the locker room showing my erected dick because of Aquiles’ stories,” said Félix, who grabbed his things, waved, and walked to his car.
“Come on, I'll take a shower too,” said Aquiles.